ling from her encounter with Seraphina in the corridor. The dark, oppressive we

vanilla. Soft, iridescent pearls the size of apples sat on the windowsills, casting a gentle blue glow across the stone walls. A low, melodic

ou just survived

roken satchel slipp

g waves of teal hair that seemed to shift colors in the dim light. Tiny, opalescent scales d

ook one look at Elara's pale face and the angry red scratch marki

Marina stated softly.

er throat and nodded. "She di

asin of water, dipping a soft cloth into it. She pressed the cool,

t she especially hates competition. You need to be careful, Elara. The succubus queen runs the social hierarchy h

the edge of her bed. "I did not ask for an

cloth hovering in the

ra muttered, rubbing her ti

cloth away, her expression shifting to genuine fear. She sat down b

carefully. Seraphina is a nightmare, but Professor Draven is lethal. He does not just fail students who annoy him. He ruins t

ectric tether. She could still smell the sharp pine and violent ozone of his scent. It made her pulse race in a wa

his class," El

all, silver-framed photograph. It was a picture of her parents standing on the front

d wiped her parents' memories to protect them from the supernatural factions that would have hunted her down. If she failed out of this ac

not let th

It solidified into a cold, sharp resolve. She was not a helpless victim. She was a pre-law student who had survived the m

troom. And Professor Kael Draven was just a prose

dy now, devoid of the earlier trembling. "He wants me

ep respect and profound worry. "You are e

l's amber eyes, she opened her heavy grimoires. She cross-referenced the supernatural treaties with her human torts and property law textbooks.

lked into room 402 with he

the door, the murmurs died down. Hostile eyes tracked her every movement.

ps and took her seat in the back row. She opened her

ouble doors

ace. He wore a dark charcoal suit that clung perfectly to his broad shoulders. His pre

nses. Her mouth watered. Her traitorous heart skipped a be

hed boots silent against the floorboards. He opened a massive,

er the silent crowd. "We discuss the Silver Accords

of shifter packs and vampire covens carving out their borders i

d toward her section of the room. The air grew dense. The invisible teth

to face her row. His amber eyes locked onto hers. The golden light flared in his pupi

ain. He was going to prove to th

reacherous shiver down her spine. "Since you seem so determined to occupy

r seats. Seraphina let ou

and sharp. "If a lesser nocturnal faction crosses into sovereign territory without a fo

ed for senior students, meant to expose her ignorance.

She remembered her late-night studies. She mapped the

clear and steady, projectin

ctly dictates execution,

form on Seraphina's lip

ed by a fresh blood-seal within the prior lunar cycle, it is legally considered contested land. Therefore, summary execution is a dire

l over the massi

ra kept her chin lifted, refusing to break eye contact wi

old, unfeeling mask on his face fractured. His chest rose and fell in a sudden, sha

na

echoed loudly in

n in half. Thick black ink spilled over his knu

just kept staring at Elara, his amber eyes burning with

or's

u think Elara just earned his respect, or did she just make him even more determined to get rid of her? What was your favorite part of this chapter? Let