CHAPTER 13

**Maxine POV**

I burst through the gates of the university, my breath coming in short, panic-laden gasps, my heart still pounding from the confrontation in the woods with Alph, his harsh words merging into my mind with the terrifying recollections of the attack of the Frey. The blood, the violence; it was all too real, too close. I'd never been so close to death before, yet it left a heavy weight upon my chest.

I slowed slightly, nearing the main building, to try to slow the pace of my thoughts. My hands still shook, and I could already feel the adrenaline withdrawal, becoming lightheaded and weak. I didn't know what to do or where to go. All I knew was that I needed to steer clear of Coreen at all costs.

But fate was playing another hand, as I rounded the corner. "Hear that, darlin'? The players want their muse back!" That laugh—Coreen's mocking, still irritating laugh—wrapped my stomach in knots as, walking near the entrance, I spotted her and Fiona leaning against the wall, their v