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14~ Stay Away From Miles

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Zane's Point Of View

The silence that followed her question didn’t last long. Because from behind her, a sharper voice sliced through the hallway like a dagger cloaked in silk.

“Move, Celeste. I want to see him myself.” The students behind Celeste parted like water. And through that space walked her.

She didn’t walk, she glided. Like the hallway was a red carpet made just for her, and the rest of us were weeds daring to grow in her garden.

Alisa.

Long platinum hair that shimmered like moonlight laced with gold. Blood-red robes tailored tighter than arrogance itself. Her eyes were icy blue and sharper than any blade. Her presence crackled with magical energy, so thick I could feel it press against my skin.

Charlie shifted beside me, and muttered under his breath, “Shit. It’s Alisa.”

“Who?” I whispered, jaw tight.

“She’s… how do I put this lightly, an entitled, magical psycho with a superiority complex. Comes from the Delacroix bloodline. That family’s so powerful, even some professors
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