HAZEL POV My head hurts. I groan, opening my eyes to see a tall figure towering over me. It wasn't Killian. “Lucian,” I whisper. He stood over me with a grin on his face. “Finally caught the mouse,” he said. I stood up and looked around. The basement. “What game do you think you’re playing, Lucian?” “The game Killian started,” he smirked. I tried to move, but he sidestepped me. "Going somewhere, freshman?" Lucian chuckled. That turned my blood to pure ice. "Get out of my way, Lucian," I said, forcing my voice to sound steady, masking the absolute terror roaring in my chest. I took a step backward, my eyes scanning for an escape route, but the doors behind me were locked. "Now, why would I do that?" he said, taking a slow stride forward. His eyes were bloodshot and completely manic as they locked onto my face. He didn't stop until he was standing just two feet away, crowding me against the wall. "You've been real hard to catch lately, Hazel. Ever since Killian
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