I can hear my own steps in the empty corridor as I walk towards the door where a group of men stand guard. They look straight ahead, but I can tell that they can sense me coming. I stop in front of them. Not because the door is closed, but because I realise who these guards actually are. "You are not allowed to go in, Miss."  I sigh. I want to meet Tristian so badly. Maybe just see his face and make sure that he is doing alright. But why does this happen that whenever I am so desperate to meet him, things start going against me? There used to be a time when I didn't want him to be around me at all and at those times, he used to linger around me like a shadow. I press my lips in a grim line. "Is the Alpha inside?" I ask in the most indirect way possible because I just can't ask if Tristian is inside. Even though I call him naturally by his name when every other person calls him the Alpha, I can't do that here. Not in front of these people. It w

 It is so confusing to find that Professor Sheila's attitude changes so randomly. More than that, it's even more confusing that she handed me a chit of paper inmy palm like some secret mission. Weird. I open it while sitting in my room and find  "There is a secret library behind the main Library. Find it."  Huh? Secret library? I put the chit of paper in one of my notebooks, so that no one can see it, including Tessa. I want to get this thing done privately. And when she mentions the library I have the feeling that Branson knows about it very well and is related to it. But the question is whether he will allow me to enter it. The answer is probably not. But I need to test the Professor's theory. If I'm lucky enough, maybe I'll get to the entrance and will be able to find out about what shit is going on in this Academy.  A few minutes later, I found myself standing in front of the library door.

 "How are you feeling?" Branson straightens his specs and looks at me but then lowers his eyes on the floor. Something tells me he is not comfortable looking at me. He is usually a very shy person,that I get but not to the point that he can't even make eye contact. But why am I so concerned by his eye contact? And why the fuck is Sia so silent? Sia? Sia? I try calling in my wolf but nothing comes out. Weird.  "Uh... yeah, I'm fine. How are you?" I ask and then remember that he asked me the question because I passed out.  "I—I'm good." He says and fidgets with his fingers. Certainly nervous. Hmm.  Tristian looks back at me and parts his lips to speak. "There are some people in the meeting room who want to meet you. I told them that you are in a fragile condition."  I blink my eyes. "What people are in the meeting room?"  He sighs. "The S

 A message pops up on my phone screen and I look at it while Tristian sits in front of me on my bed. "Meet me in common room immediately." It's says. A message by Alex. And it looks urgent. Did he get it?  "What is it? You looks distracted." Tristian asks.  "Uh.. it's nothing…" I tug my hair behind my ear. "What were you saying?"  "I didn't say anything." His eyes observe me carefully. I hope he dosen't get an idea of what the fuck is brewing inside my head.  "Tessa told me that she heard you have a problem with the Shadow Society."  He sighs. "It's an old tale. I don't like their old ways of doing everything. If they ruled over all of it, this academy would have been only for werewolves or for witches. They can't take in the fact that Werewolves and witches can live in harmony."  "Oh. That's terrible." 

 Thinking about what happened just a few minutes ago, I wonder how I would be able to concentrate on getting the job done. Maybe I shouldn't have asked him about it. Then I would have had a more clear mind. Right now, all I can think about is what he said to me. But my steps keep closing near the library. Alex told me to wait behind one of the walls while he distracts Branson and brings him out of the library. He gave me the book beforehand to get in and open the door for the shelf which I can picture clearly in my mind.  The voice of Branson talking with Alex start fading away which means that they are walking away from the library. I take the opportunity and step inside the library. It's very quiet and there are no people around. We chose this time because it's the time the library opens, so no one would be around. Not yet. As per his plan, I have thirty minutes in my hand to do the job. I look around the library to search for the shelf that