Enzo’s POV Alpha Bastien was already at the school when we arrived. As soon as we got to campus, we went straight to Tiffany Prescott’s office. Bastien was there reading through some reports while Prescott stood behind him. She had a worried look in her eyes and I could feel her anxieties be
Jonathan glanced at the headmaster and narrowed his eyes at her. “Why are you still standing there? You obviously already orders,” he seethed. She paled. “Oh, right, sorry,” she said. “I’ll be back.” On that note, she left quickly. I almost felt bad for her; almost. If Lila w
Lila’s POV “Do you think she could have been possessed?” I asked, worried. Enzo looked at me for a short while before taking another look at the letter. I could see the worry and stress in his eyes, and it took everything I had not to reach out to him and wrap my arms around him. He open
“Okay,” I said, trying to keep the tears from forming in my eyes. “Who should accompany me?” “I was thinking of maybe Ethan. He’s my second in command and he could benefit your father. Plus, he’s skilled in combat as well and I trust him with my life” Enzo said. I nodded in return. “I li
Lila’s POV “Good evening, students. This is Alpha Jonathan. I know you’re not used to hearing me on the intercom, but Headmaster Prescott is a little busy right now. Unfortunately, with new facts and evidence we are reopening the murder cases and I’m enforcing another lockdown until further noti
“Tell me, girl. What is going on at the school right now,” she spoke in a nearly unrecognizable tone. There was a beat of silence, and then the small and frightened voice of Rachel, Jazzy’s recent vessel who has been taken over by Zagreus’s darkness, sounded from the purple orb. “T…they are
Lila’s POV When I heard the sirens, I knew something was seriously wrong. The last time I heard sirens there was a murder. My heart fell into my stomach as I watched Becca rush to the window of our dorm and peer down into the parking lot. “There’s an ambulance and a couple of cop cars,” she said
“I know,” I breathed. “But now she’s not and we can’t be either,” I told her, finally feeling the strength in my legs to move to her. I knelt beside her and placed my hand on her shoulder. “We can’t be here. We need to leave,” I told her, keeping my tone low and for her ears only. She kept her