Aliyah's POV The weight of the phone in my hand felt like a brick. I looked toward the gym where Tyler was supposed to be finishing his drills, then back toward the History wing where I had just left Skylar. The warmth they had kindled in me just minutes ago was replaced by a sharp, biting feeling.If they weren't professors, then what the hell were they? Whyte had called Skylar an Alpha and Tyler a Beta, but I had assumed those were just titles within the "pack" culture. I didn't realize the entire curriculum, the offices, and the very ground I stood on might be a lie.I didn't go back to the apartment. Instead, I ducked back into the library just as the head librarian was locking up for the evening."Forgot my scarf!" I chirped, giving her a wide-eyed look I hoped looked like "I have amnesia."She sighed and gestured for me to hurry. "Five minutes, Aliyah. The night janitors are coming in."I bolted down to the basement archives. My heart was thumping against my ribs. I didn't need
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