Amaira will be punished.

Astrid’s POV:

I found myself in a different world, where the inhabitants were unlike any I had ever encountered. Upon closer inspection, I realized they were not living beings but merely spirits. Everything was white around me, and one tree was at the center. The roots extended to where I stood, and raindrops glistened like glass. Then the spirits turned into clouds and flew away. I was amazed by this new place. I was dreaming, most definitely.

“Astrid. You must realize you are not born to be the weak wolf you think of yourself. Before your 19th birthday, consider yourself to be reborn.” A voice informed me, and I tried to find who it was, but there was nothing other than the pure white background.

“Why? I mean, I am not dead yet.” I laughed a little because to think I was reborn sounded too much at this moment.

“I understand this will be disappointing news for you, but I must inform you that you will no longer have a wolf. Malessia was your temporary wolf, and she has transformed due