LOGINSera pov
Of all the rooms I couldâve been assigned to...heck, even a broom closet wouldâve been fine then why this one? Theo didnât even step inside. He just stood in the doorway, staring at me like Iâd been sentenced to death . âIâm so sorry, bro,â he whispered like I was going off to war. âText me if you survive.â Then he was gone. I took a deep breath and walked in, dragging my duffel bag behind me. The right side of the room was already taken. Everything was neat, folded perfectly. His expensive cologne filled the air,and cold like everything else about him. Whatever. I was here now,I had a scholarship. I dropped my bag on the other bed and started unpacking. I didnât even get halfway through when a voice cut through the silence. "Are you seriously going to leave your crap lying around like that?" I looked up. Kael stood in the doorway to the bathroom, with his arms crossed, wearing that same annoyed look he had when we first met. He was tall, sharp jawed, and too good looking for someone so damn rude. I blinked. âUh... hi?â He didnât move. "This dorm isnât a trash can. Donât mess up my side, know your boundaries" I wanted to throw my shoe at his perfect face instead, I forced a smile. "Chill. Iâm just unpacking." "Do it quietly. Iâm not here to babysit you." And with that, he disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. What a jerk!. His side of the room was meticulously organized with folded shirts, polished shoes, and a cologne bottles that probably cost more than our monthly rent. I unpacked in silence, neatly folding my clothes, placing my toiletries on the pristine counter, and hiding away anything too feminine. Once everything was set, I sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly unsure what to do next. And then it hit me...Dinner. Right. I had no idea where it was. "You look confused." River stood against the wall with his hands in his pockets. He always looked calm, like nothing could faze him. Dark curls, lazy smile, brown eyes . He was definitely the most normal one out of the Sovereign Circle, at least so far. "I am confused," I admitted. "Where the hell is dinner?" He tilted his head, amused. "Come on. We're all heading there anyway. Stick with me." We walked down the long hallway, and soon, the rest of the Sovereign Circle joined us. Alexander Voss showed up first, he was silent as ever, his eyes were cold. He looked like he hated everyone, which, according to the rumors, he kinda did. Russian, rich, and scary smart. He didnât say a word to me,just kept walking. Then came Luca, that guy was so full of himself. He looked me up and down with a grin. âDamn, Sera. You clean up nice.â I raised a brow. âIâm wearing the same thing as this morning." He winked. "Still counts." Gross,but kind of funny. The fact that he flirted with me without knowing I'm actually a girl. Kael, of course, didnât say anything. He walked in front like he was leading a damn army. I stayed close to River, who thankfully didnât seem like a total psycho. When we reached the dining hall, it was like stepping into a fancy ass restaurant. The diner had chandeliers, long tables, candles and actual waiters!. Every head turned as we entered. And then the whispers started as boys whispered to one another. "Thatâs him." "heâs rooming with Kael?" "Why does he look so... normal?" I clenched my jaw and kept walking then I heard someone shout. "Seth! Sit with me!" Theo waved me over. He had a boyish face and the energy of a golden retriever. I hurried to his table , my feet moving forward in a flash . "Thanks," I muttered, sliding into the seat next to him. "You okay?" he asked, passing me a roll. "Everyoneâs staring." "Yeah. Thatâs gonna happen for a while." I leaned closer. "Why? Did I do something wrong?" He laughed. "Nope. Youâre just... different. youâve got that delicate little face and these big eyes. Plus youâre soft-looking, and you somehow ended up living in the VIP dorm with Kael. That alone makes you the most interesting thing at Virelade right now." "Soft-looking?" He shrugged. "Yeah. You have a pretty face and soft skin" then he paused and looked at me "Bro, are you blushing?" Theo asked, nudging me with his elbow. "No! I don't!" He smiled then continued " you're like someone who doesnât belong here, but in a good way. This place is full of rich assholes. You're new so you're a mystery and that drives them insane." I groaned, sinking into my seat. âAwesome. So, I'm the freak show." "Nah bro! You're interesting " I didnât know whether to thank him or throw my fork at him. Dinner went by with more stares, more whispers about me, and Kael not saying a damn word. He sat at another table, surrounded by people who seemed too scared to breathe or say something wrong. The only people who didn't seem afraid of him were the rest of sovereign Circle. As much as I wanted to fit in, I also kind of wanted to flip the table and walk out. On the very first day and everything got overwhelming. But instead, I ate my mashed potatoes and smiled at Theoâs jokes, pretending like my life hadnât turned into an elite school drama overnight. Welcome to Virelade. As we left the dining hall, Theo walked beside me with hands stuffed in his pockets, grinning like a kid. â Bro! I swear to God,â he said, âif one more person calls you Kaelâs pretty new pet, Iâm gonna start charging them.â I blinked. âHis what now?âKaelâs POVThe first thing you learn when you're living at Virelade is that privacy is a myth and the second thingis control is everything.Which is why the sight that greeted me when I stepped out of the bathroom made me stop dead in my tracks.He was already in the room...my room, Seth?,my new roommate,he was the unwanted addition to my otherwise perfect arrangement.It was almost laughable out off all the people they couldâve paired me with, they picked him? A kid who looked like he belonged in pet store playing with puppies not here, in the most elite academy in the country. He was standing there with that wide eyed look, dragging in his bag with him. I didnât bother hiding my disapproval, because when I hate something I show it not trying to hide like a coward.Theo,loud and irritating as always was lingering in the doorway. âIâm so sorry, bro,â he said to Seth, âText me if you survive.âDramatic as hell!. But I didn't blame him at all, I have that kind of impression on people
âSeraâs POVThree Months Later âThe bells of St. Judeâs Academy rang out, signaling the official end of the term. The air was filled with the scent of blooming jacarandas and the frantic energy of students ready for the long holiday.âI was walking across the manicured lawn with Maya and Chloe, my two closest friends at my new school. This time, I wasn't hunched over. I wasn't hiding behind a binder or a fake name. My hair was tied back, my uniform skirt fluttered in the breeze, and I was laughing at a joke Chloe had just told about our physics teacher.â"Oh. My. God," Maya suddenly whispered, her hand gripping my arm so hard it bruised. "Sera, look. Who are they?"âI followed her gaze toward the main gates and time seemed to stop.âParked at the curb were two sleek, black cars that looked like they belonged in a fashion motorcade. Leaning against them were four boys who looked like they had stepped straight off a high-fashion runway.âAlexander was leaning against the lead car, loo
âSeraâs POVâThree months.âThat was how long it had been since the iron gates of Virelade slammed shut behind me. Three months of scrubbing floors, avoid the neighbors' whispers, and watching the bruise on my soul and my cheekâslowly fade. My mother and I lived in a strained, fragile silence, a truce built on the fact that I was now working two jobs just to keep us afloat.âThe summer heat was thick as I knelt on the kitchen floor, wringing out a grey rag. The soap stung the small cuts on my hands. I wasn't Sera the student anymore. I was Sera the ghost.âDing-dong.âI froze. We never had visitors. The only people who rang our bell were bill collectors or the occasional stray salesman.â"Sera! The door!" my mother called from the back room, her voice weary.âI wiped my hands on my apron, pushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear, and pulled open the heavy wooden door.âThe breath left my lungs so fast I stumbled back against the wall.âStanding on our humble porch, looking entirely
âKaelâs POVâThe speedometer on the dash of my Porsche was climbing toward numbers that should have been impossible on these winding mountain roads, but I didnât care. My lungs felt like they were full of broken glass. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Sera, standing in that locker room, looking like a shattered ghost.âI didn't stop until I reached the iron-wrought gates of the Presidential Estate. I didn't wait for the guards to open them; I honked until they scrambled out of their booths, looking terrified.âI burst into my fatherâs study without knocking. The room smelled of expensive cigars and old, dusty power. My father, the President, didn't even look up from his desk.â"You're late for the evening briefing, Kael," he said, his voice a smooth, terrifying calm. "And you smell like a common street racer."â"You did it," I spat, my hands trembling as I gripped the back of a leather chair. "You called the Headmaster. You authorized the expulsion. You knew, didn't you? Juliette t
âSeraâs POVâThe heavy oak doors of Headmaster Millerâs office didnât just close behind Kael; they seemed to shatter.âWhen he stormed out, his face was a mask of such lethal, quiet fury that the security guards actually stepped back. He didnât look at me or say a word. He just moved like a possessed man, his footsteps echoing like a countdown until I heard the distant, violent roar of an engine. The screech of tires on the gravel driveway signaled his departure. He was gone. The one person whose hand had been holding mine through the dark had simply vanished into the night.âI stood there, trembling in the oversized blazer that felt like a iron weight, as Headmaster Miller adjusted his spectacles.â"Since Mr. Ashbourne has decided to abdicate his responsibilities," Miller said, his voice dripping with icy disdain, "we shall proceed with the public dissolution of your tenure here. Guards, escort her to the courtyard."âThe walk to the center of the academy felt like a march to the ex
âSeraâs POVâThe next period was P.E. The gym smelled of sweat a scent that usually made me feel like I was suffocating but today, it felt like a death trap.â"Seth! Stop spacing out and get to the bench!" River called out, giving me a playful shove. I forced a grin, but my skin felt tight.âAfter an hour of drills, the coach finally whistled for the end of class. The rush toward the locker rooms was a chaotic blur of shouting boys and slamming metal. I waited, as I always did, hanging back until the main crowd had thinned. My chest was aching; I had worn the binder for gym because I couldn't risk the movement, but now I could barely draw a full breath.âI slipped into the far corner of the changing roomâa small, dimly lit space used for storage. I thought I was alone.âI peeled off the sweat-soaked jersey. Then, with shaking fingers, I reached for the hooks of the binder. When it finally snapped open, I let out a jagged, painful sob of relief, my hands resting against the cool tile
Chapter 32Sera povThe exam was finally over, my head felt lightheaded because of all notes and formulas I studied earlier but relief surged through me. Exams were finally over!.Kael walked besides me quietly, he was unusually silent the entire way back to our room. Normally he would have already
Sera pov đThe morning sun was already warm as we sat outside the exam hall, textbooks and notes scattered around, the Sovereign Circle gathered together like they always did before a big test.I tried to focus on my notes, but my stomach kept twisting in a way that had nothing to do with nerves.
Chapter 30 Kael Pov đI didnât mean to storm off last night. I never meant to leave the silence that was suffocating between us, but every time I tried to speak, every time I even thought about touching Seth, my anger mixed with something else...something I couldnât even name, something I hated
Sera povKaelâs grip was tight dragging me through the corridors like I was a notorious criminal being marched to execution. My heart hammered against my ribs, not just from his fury but from the eyes I felt on us as we passed. There were too many eyes. If anyone looked too closely if anyone saw







