The atmosphere in the classroom grew thick after Rachel's slip. Her voice had sliced through the low murmur of students like a blade. For a moment, everyone turned toward her. Eyes widened. A few exchanged uncertain looks, unsure if they had heard correctly.
Beta Alden paused, his brows slightly furrowed as his sharp gaze landed on Rachel. The man was known throughout the academy for his composure, for never raising his voice unless provoked, and for always seeing through lies like a wolf senses fear. A Beta for a reason. He didn't speak immediately. His silence made the air heavier, made Rachel's pulse quicken.
Mia kept her eyes on Rachel, her lips parting slightly as she processed what had just happened. She didn't say a word.
