KATARINAThe sound of the bedroom door opening jolted me out of sleep. My eyes popped open, my heart racing, and it took a moment for the room to come into focus.Cyra stood by the door, looking at me, and I wondered what she wanted. It felt as if I had just closed my eyes. Or was I not supposed to have gone to bed before the party ended?"Good morning, Luna," she said quietly, and I pushed myself up on my elbows. "Good morning," I replied in a rough tone, still blinking. "What time is it?" I asked, but looked at the bedside clock before Cyra could respond.It was four a.m and my gaze shifted to the window, confusion gripping my throat as I noticed the sky outside was still pitch-black. But Cyra answered before I could ask. "It's time to train." I gaped. "Train?""Pack training," she clarified quickly, as if I'd been told but forgotten. I frowned. "But—" I paused. "What is pack training?" I don't understand."She couldn't possibly mean that I needed to go to training, could she? She l
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