Raven’s POVThe walk to the restroom looked like a suicide mission as I could see it in their eyes every time they looked at me—red, hungry, almost glowing. It was like I was some kind of special meal they couldn’t wait to devour. It made my skin crawl, even though I was surrounded by my brothers, who had suddenly turned into saints, always hovering, always watching. I should have felt safe, but I didn’t. Not really.I was too deep in my thoughts, replaying every warning, every whispered threat, every time Cassian or Dante told me to stay close, to trust no one. I was so lost in my thoughts that I wasn’t even looking where I was going when I bumped into one of the girls in the hallway. She glared at me, her lips curling in disgust.“Sorry,” I muttered, trying to step around her.But she wasn’t having it. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me back, hard. I gasped, stumbling, my heart pounding in my chest.“What
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