Evaline:
The second day after the full moon was when things finally started returning to normal.
The howling in the distance had stopped. The energy in the air - the restless tension clinging to every hallway, stairwell, and hidden forest trails - had slowly faded like morning mist. Wolves were calm again, grounded. Students had filled the campus with their usual chatter. Professors also resumed lectures with the stern energy they always carried on daily basis.
And I?
I pretended.
Pretended like I hadn't spent the full moon locked in the library with a man who wasn't supposed to want me.
Pretended like Oscar's arms hadn't felt like something I secretly craved.
Pretended like the mate bond wasn't still humming quietly beneath my skin, desperate and alive despite knowing that there was no hope for us.
I put my hair up in a high bun, put on the uniform, and headed to dining hall with the same purpose I used to have before all of this mess. Focus. Learn. Survive.
Forget.
