Gone With The Light

The drive to school on Monday morning the next week was agonizing. Nimue joined me and I didn't even complain.

Perhaps there was trouble in paradise with her and Jin...

I sniggered to myself at that thought but kept quiet, my mind still processing the events of the weekend.

Apart from the revelation of my mother's death and my lost Lycan title, I still had my suspicions about Jin, especially after Lucille said he saw him covered in blood where he stood on the balcony of Nimue's room.

"Ugh, are we still thinking about that?" Scratch commented inside my head. I could almost picture his eye roll as he continued. "It's well known that Lucille is incompetent in anything she does. She probably didn't see Jin clearly that night."

While that was true, Lucille was still a werewolf and still had the eyesight of one. There was no way she could've made such a mistake.

I shook my head. The scent of blood that night made me know a human had probably been killed there. In Nimue's room. She should