Chapter 6: I Lack the Equipment

Sunday night, I asked Talia to cut my hair. It came off just above the shoulders, all one length. Two wolves had grabbed it in training and put me on my back with it, and I have exactly enough ego to hate losing. When I walked into the common room, my unit whistled and thumped the table like animals. "You look like a woman about to ruin a man's month," Nyx observed. "That's the idea." Monday morning, I put on the Commander's uniform for the first time. Black, silver crown at the collar,...