#Chapter 89: The Rightful Heir

Rowena I strode down the hallways at camp, feeling like I was walking on top of the world. The week-long quarantine period had ended, and classes had resumed—even though we really only had less than a month left before the semester was over at that point. Outside, the fall leaves had mostly made their way to the ground, the air taking on a chillier atmosphere. In a few weeks’ time would be the winter dance. Then, after that, we would all be enjoying holiday break with the Lunar Solstice just around the corner. Eric was still in the hospital—he would remain there for another week, according to the physician. They needed to monitor his condition to make sure that Wolf’s Fury had truly been eradicated from his body. It was saddening, but I understood why it had to be done. My special blood serum seemed to do the trick, but we still couldn’t be sure. It was safer this way. And it was also safer to keep things quiet—for now, at least. Not only to keep false h