LOGINThe night settled softly, like it wasn’t ready to make demands.Lola sat cross legged on the bed, laptop open but untouched, the glow of the screen reflecting thoughts she wasn’t ready to face. Outside, laughter drifted up from the quad college life in motion, unaware of the quiet gravity in her roo
Morning didn’t rush them.Sunlight slipped in gently, catching dust in the air and painting the room in soft gold. Lola woke with a strange, unfamiliar feeling peace. The kind that didn’t disappear the moment she opened her eyes.She was still in the middle.Jake lay on his back to her left, arm ben
The lights were off, but no one was asleep.Lola lay on her side, facing the wall, listening to the soft rhythm of breathing behind her. The room felt different in the dark smaller, warmer, more honest. There was no tension pressing down anymore, no threat humming under the surface.Just awareness.
Night arrived quietly.Not like before no alarms in Lola’s chest, no edge in the air. Just the soft hum of the dorm settling down, doors closing, laughter fading into low conversations and music drifting through walls.Lola stood at the window, arms folded loosely, watching the lights outside blink
The afternoon stretched out in a way that felt unfamiliar.Not tense.Not hurried.Just… open.Lola walked across campus with Jake and Damon flanking her not guarding, not hovering, simply there. The whispers still existed, but they were background noise now, like traffic she no longer needed to loo
Morning light slipped through the blinds in thin, pale lines.Lola woke slowly, awareness returning in layers. Warmth first. Then weight. Then the quiet certainty that she wasn’t alone.Jake was half-reclined against the headboard, one arm relaxed behind her shoulders, his breathing slow and even. D
The silence that followed the explosion of emotions in the room felt heavier than iron chains. Lola sat stiff on the edge of her bed, her hands curled into the sheets so tightly that her knuckles gleamed white under the dim light of the bedside lamp. Every beat of her heart echoed in her ears like a
She gasped, clutching at her chest. “Enough!” one of the elders thundered. His eyes were cold, his voice ringing like iron. “This girl has brought fire and ruin upon our halls. She is a danger to the Academy, to us all. She will be taken. Tonight.” Killian stepped forward, and the shadows in the c
Amara pushed herself up weakly on her elbows. “Killian…” Her voice trembled. “You can’t fight them all.” His gaze snapped to her, golden fire cutting through the dim light. “Watch me.” The knock came again, harder this time. “My Lord, the Council insists.” Killian bared his teeth, the sound in hi
Her lashes fluttered as exhaustion pulled her under, the edges of her vision dimming. The last thing she heard before darkness claimed her was Killian’s voice, low and deadly: “Send word to the council. The war has begun”. Amara drifted in and out of consciousness as Killian carried her through th







