Se connecterMAYA'S POV I frown. “Pardon? This is my room.” Jaden says in a clipped tone from behind me. "We've been assigned to watch you. We stay until Hadies says otherwise. We have to make sure you don’t do anything… silly." “Anything silly?” I spit the word back at him like it’s poison. I want to drive my knee into his groin. I want to scream until the windows shatter. I wanted to grab Maddox by the collar and tell him exactly what happened in the woods, how Jaden’s mouth tasted like sin and something I still can’t name, but I swallowed it all. Again. I turn my back on them, arms folded tight across my chest. It doesn’t help. I can still feel their eyes all over my skin. My heart hasn’t stopped hammering since the graveyard. Still furious, I start undoing the buttons of my blouse with sharp, jerky movements. The fabric parts, cool air blows on my collarbone, and the tops of my breasts. I let the blouse slide off my shoulders and fall carelessly at my feet. I’m standing there in
MAYA'S POV I wander around the academy for hours. I return to my room at some point to sleep, wake up, and wander again down to the underground area, through the classrooms, back to the ruined library, past the business office, and a little too close to the warded room where I know my friends are locked up. I am exhausted and tired of everything. Still, I force myself to keep moving, trying to pass time. I can’t go to the graveyard in daylight. It’s too risky, especially after I overheard Hadies assigning Maddox and Jaden personally to me. If I’m not in my room when they want me, I’ll be hunted immediately. I will go at night no matter the consequences. When darkness covers the academy, I sneak around the corner and head toward the backdoor, which leads into the woods. I used the secret passage Maddox had showed me when I caught him training out here in my early days in the academy. I step out, wrapping my hands around my body. It's cold. I walk slowly into the graveyard
MAYA'S POV “Don’t fucking do it!” I’m yelling now, my voice cracking, my chest splitting open. My heart is literally breaking because Miles doesn’t even fight. He doesn’t struggle. He just leans back into Maddox, closes his eyes, as if he’s already surrendered to his fate. It’s sick to watch. Is nobody going to stop this? I think wildly. Maddox’s grip tightens. The blade presses closer to Miles’s neck. Suddenly, he shudders. A broken breath leaves him, his hand trembles and the knife clatters to the floor. He shoves Miles away. “I can’t do it!” he groans, his voice raw and tearing apart. Hadies’ sick smirk vanishes. Her face goes dangerously cold as she glares at Maddox. “What do you mean you can’t do it?” she snaps. Maddox glares at her. “Because he’s my brother, okay?” he fires back angrily. Despite everything, a fragile smile tugged at the corner of my lips. It’s the first time I’ve seen Maddox stand like this since I returned to the academy. “I can’t kill him,
MAYA'S POV “Jaden,” I call louder this time, jumping up and waving my hand. He turns, sizing me up. Then he shakes his head and starts walking toward me. I don’t move. I’ve never been one to back down. I stand tall with my head high and shoulders straight till he closes the distance between us. “Maya,” he says quietly. “You’ve made a very bad choice.” He glances around. “Food?” I step closer. Close enough to smell his cologne. I hate it. I used to love it. I'm standing so close that I can feel his breath against my skin, and I can whisper without anyone else hearing. “Food is the least of my problems, Jaden,” I say. “Can’t you see that everything—everything—is wrong? You keep telling me to play a game I don’t even understand. I don’t know the rules. I don’t even know what game we’re playing.” He adjusts the buttons on his suit, then folds his hands at the waistband of his pants. My eyes linger. I hate myself for it. I step back. For a brief second, something flicker
MAYA'S POV “Get over yourself, Maya. Your time is done.” My eyes stay closed. I run my tongue over my lips, still waiting for his kiss, but it never comes.Maddox's words replay in my head. "Get over yourself, Maya. Your time is done." It takes a while, a really long while, for the words to sink in. When I open my eyes, he’s no longer standing close to me. He’s several inches away now, leaning casually against the wall, ankles crossed and arms folded. What I thought I saw in his eyes... the vulnerability, the familiarity. It wasn’t real. I shook my head. It was just pure evil. “I hope you know what you’re doing.” That’s the last thing I say before I step inside the room and the heavy metal door slams shut behind me. Even the room is smaller. This isn’t the bed I was treated on when I first arrived. Everything feels wrong. Too tight... too empty. This is insane, but all I can think of is the safety of my mates. I hope my friend is okay. I fold my hands on my waist as m
MAYA'S POV “Maya, get down—now.” Maddox clenches his fists and moves toward me, but Hadies stops him, placing her hand flat against his chest. He freezes instantly. Hadies turns to me, a sinister smile curling her lips. “Well, what do you know,” she says, staring straight into my soul—not just my eyes. “I know you’re not the Hex Queen.” “Blasphemy!” they all scream. Next thing, hands grab me—Dale yanks my right arm while another guy seizes the left, forcing me down until I’m bowing at Hadies feet. I struggle, trying to fight them off, but it’s useless. They’re too strong, too solid. Shit. I know what I’m doing is crazy. How hard would it be to just play along? But it feels like they’re trying to recreate the past. I glance at the students. They look like zombies. Eyes glowing crimson red, bodies bowing in unison, and nodding to every word Hadies claims to be the Hex Queen. I'm pretty sure this is how it started years ago, based on the stories I’ve been told and fragmen







