{IRIS}
There was a time when I believed nothing could hurt more than discovering Lorcan was my fated mate.
Not the day he looked into my eyes with nothing but disgust.
Not the day he cast me aside to marry another she-wolf.
Not even the unbearable agony of our bond shattering beneath the Moon Goddess's silent gaze.
Back then, I had thought that was the cruelest fate anyone could endure.
How wonderfully naïve I had been.
Life, it seemed, possessed an endless talent for proving me wrong.
Now I stood among hundreds of students beneath the pale morning sky, waiting for my name to be called.
The academy's training grounds, usually filled with laughter and spirited competition, had transformed into something resembling an execution yard.
