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Chapter 46

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*Breaking Rules*

Cyrus's POV

Rule one: I do not look at her.

I wrote it down on Monday morning, in the margin of my planner.

By lunchtime, I had broken it eleven times.

It started at the morning run.

I told myself I was just keeping my eyes on everyone, nothing else.

That's the job.

So I stood at the finish line, I held the clipboard and the whistle like I have always done.

And I watched a girl in a baggy black sweatshirt come out of the mist like she was being chased by th
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  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 46

    *Breaking Rules* Cyrus's POVRule one: I do not look at her.I wrote it down on Monday morning, in the margin of my planner.By lunchtime, I had broken it eleven times.It started at the morning run.I told myself I was just keeping my eyes on everyone, nothing else. That's the job.So I stood at the finish line, I held the clipboard and the whistle like I have always done. And I watched a girl in a baggy black sweatshirt come out of the mist like she was being chased by the devil.She ran like a girl who had been running her whole life; elbows tucked, breath coming out slowly. "Eleventh," said Meredith, at my shoulder."I'm sorry?""The girl in the black sweatshirt. She's coming in eleventh." Meredith smiled. "I thought you'd want to know.""Why would I?"She glanced at Wren and back at me and my heart only stumbled even faster..“I thought you were staring at her."I looked down at the clipboard and wrote 11th next to a name I already knew.Ashbourne, W.I did

  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 45

    Cassius POVI went to see Delilah Crane on Monday.It wasn't a conversation I wanted to have but I'd put it off for a week, and every time I thought about it, I felt something hot twist in my gut.The Social Committee office was on the second floor of the Union, a pastel-coloured room with a long pink sofa and a wall of framed photographs. Delilah was sitting at the desk by the window with a mug of tea at her elbow and her phone in her hand.She looked up and her whole face lit up."Cassius!" she cried, leaping to her feet. "Oh my goddess! You're here!""Hello, Delilah.""Sit! Sit! Do you want tea? Biscuits? I have those little shortbread ones, the ones you like…""I'm not staying."She stopped. "Oh," she said."We need to talk.""Of course.""About the constellations."Her smile slipped. She straightened her blouse, sat back down, and folded her hands on the desk."I don't know what you've heard," she said. "It's only a little fan club.""With two hundred and eleven people.""They l

  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 44

    Cassius's POVIt took forty minutes.And it was horrible. The locker notes, the group chat, with two hundred and eleven members and a ranking system.The girl called Nessa Ward, who'd made herself Wren's friend and then, four days later, ruined her project. Then the rumours about her mother started going around the school.I sank deeper into my chair, trying my very best not to get mad."Who started it?" I said. My voice came out very quiet."I don't know.""Sera.""I don't." She hesitated. "I mean. I've got an idea but it's not mine to say. It's Wren's. She'd tell you herself, if she wanted.""But you know.""I know what Isolde found out. I don't know the whole story.""Isolde.""The smart one."He winced. “You mean the scary one."She chuckled. “Yes.” I sat very still.I thought of Wren on the track, her braid whipping, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. I thought of her in the library, and the way she'd looked when I said let me help.She had flinched as if I'd tried

  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 43

    Cassius's POVShe was smiling.That was the first thing I noticed when I saw her. I was standing in the shadow of the cloister, with my back against a pillar. Across the quad, the library doors swung open and Wren walked out.She was smiling. Not at me or at anything, with her bag slung over one shoulder and her head tipped back to catch the last of the sun.I'd never seen her do that.I'd seen her scowl, blush, run, rage, bite her lip and swallow a laugh so hard she coughed. But I'd never seen her walk across a lawn like she was floating. "Well," Thorne said, very quietly. "That's new."I said nothing. "She looks happy.""I noticed."I pressed my head back against the stone.Ten minutes earlier, I'd been standing in the Archive Wing with my fists clenched, sniffing at the air like an idiot. I'd smelled her. I'd chased that scent halfway across the building. And then, just like that, it had gone. I'd stood there for five full minutes, feeling like a fool. Then

  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 42

    Wren's POV I swallowed.I couldn't remember the last time somebody had given me a gift for no reason. It sat in my chest like a stone."Thank you," I whispered."You're welcome."I finally allowed myself to look around the room in silence. "What is this place?" I asked, after a while."It's the, er, the old Reading Room. It was sealed off in the eighteen hundreds, after a fire. I found it by accident during my first week. It's got the original manuscripts of the founding scholars. Some of the oldest texts in the territory." He glanced at the shelves, with an expression I couldn't quite read. "I like it here. It's quiet."My eyes drifted over the shelves.They were crammed with books I'd only ever read about; the moon and her wolves, the treatise on the seven Lunar Cycles, the Lost Bloodlines. Goddess. I thought the existence of these books were rumoured to be false. I saw a row of scrolls in tubes, and a bundle of loose papers tied with a cord, and a heap of ancient maps rolled i

  • Twice Rejected, Twice Fated   Chapter 41

    Wren's POVThe boy's gaze flicked over my shoulder.I saw him take in the sound of the voice, and the heavy, hurried footsteps, and the wild look on my face. His brows arched. "Is that Cassius Starling?" he said."Yes.""Ah." He swallowed. "Right. Er. Yes. This way."He took my wrist.His hand was cool and slightly damp, and his fingers were stained with ink. He tugged me around the cart, and through a narrow gap between two shelves, and down a dim, crooked passage lined with dusty periodicals that I hadn't known existed."Where are we going?" I whispered."Somewhere he can't find you.""He'll smell me.""Not where we're going."The passage dead-ended against a tall shelf of crumbling theology.I stared at it."Is this…?""Shh."He reached up, and pressed something on the underside of the third shelf, and with a soft click, a section of the bookcase swung inward on a hidden door.Behind it was darkness. And the smell of old paper, leather, and ink."Quickly," the boy whisper

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