Chapter 4

The acceptance letter arrived three days after my breakdown in Elias's border cabin.

I found it slipped under my door at the pack house—the guest quarters Sebastian had relegated me to after the scene at Allyson's cottage. Not our shared Luna suite. Not anymore. The cream envelope bore the Royal Academy of Music's seal, and my hands trembled as I broke it open.

*Dear Ms. Greene, We are pleased to inform you...*

I read it twice. Three times. The words blurred through tears that were, for the first time in days, not born of shame.

They wanted me. My voice.…