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
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