3 - Natalya.

Natalya

PRESENT DAY.

I stare up at the ominous building, hating the way my palms sweat at the sight of a school I’ve attended since I was eight years old. You’d think after almost ten years the first day jitters would have gone, but I know the reason I get so nervous.

Alexander Morales.

The king of the Syndicate Academy and a complete and utter asshole. A tingle races down my spine as I take my first step toward the building, wondering if Azira and Adrianna have arrived yet.

Every year without fail since he arrived, Alexander has set out to make my life hell. Although, last year was the most tame year of them all. I’m hoping that the trend continues this year and he’ll keep mostly away from me. The last year of The Syndicate Academy and then I’m free from him forever.

I sigh, allowing that thought to calm me as I walk through the vast ornate oak doors that pave the way into the academy. It doesn’t help that Giorgia’s family pulled her out last year. We were close, and it’s not the sam