All Chapters of Eclipse Academy: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Angela’s POV The room went completely silent. For about three seconds. Then Steph screamed. “OH FUCK! OH NO! I NEED TO BLEACH MY EYES!” I yanked the blanket up to my chest, my face burning as Xavier scrambled to cover me properly. He looked about as embarrassed as a person could look while still somehow managing to look annoyed at everyone else. “Haven’t you people heard of knocking?” he snapped. Steph stood in the doorway with both hands over her eyes. “The door was closed! That was my first clue that maybe I should have knocked!” “It was also my room,” Xavier shot back. I buried my face in my hands. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Of all the things that could have happened today, being caught with Xavier was definitely not on my list. Steph peeked through her fingers, immediately slammed her hands back over her eyes, and groaned. “I saw things I can never unsee.” “Then stop looking,” Xavier said dryly. “I’m trying!” She groaned. I would have laughed if I wasn’t stil

Xavier’s POV I looked at Angela sitting beside me on the edge of my bed, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t know what to say. That was saying something. I had never been the guy who struggled to find words. Usually, if something needed to be said, I said it. If someone pissed me off, they knew it. If I wanted something, I went after it. But sitting beside Angela with everything that had just happened, every word I could think of seemed wrong. I slipped my hand onto her leg and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Princess,” I said softly. She turned her head toward me. I lifted my hand and cupped her cheek, tilting her face so she was looking directly at me. Her eyes still carried the pain from what had happened, and seeing the dark markings against her skin made something twist inside my chest. It felt as if I had the largest knot in my throat all of a sudden. I swallowed hard. “I don’t know how to go about saying this.” Angela just stared into my eyes. I could tell the pain

Xavier’s POV Angela was asleep in my arms. I hadn’t moved much since she’d finally drifted off. I was sitting against the headboard with her curled against my chest, one arm wrapped around her while my other hand rested against her back. Every few seconds, I found myself looking down to make sure she was still breathing. I knew she was. I still couldn’t stop checking. After everything that had happened tonight, I didn’t trust anything anymore. Not the silence. Not the calm. Not even the fact that she was finally sleeping peacefully. A soft knock came from the door. I looked up. Another knock followed, quieter than the first. I didn’t answer. The door opened a few inches, and Silas stood there. For a second, neither of us spoke. His eyes moved toward Angela, then back to me. “I know you don’t want me here.” He said in a quiet voice. “You’re right.” I said matter of factly. He nodded his head, accepting that without arguing. “I found something.” I stared at him. “If this is ab

Xavier’s POV I sat there for the longest time after the call ended, staring at the phone in my hand. Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into hours. By the time I looked down again, Angela was awake. She was staring up at me, her eyes still heavy with sleep. “Xavier?” Something in her expression told me she knew something was wrong. “What happened?” The question came out before I could stop it. I looked at her for a moment. Then I asked the question I’d been carrying around since Silas had left. “Did you accept his mark yesterday willingly?” Her eyes widened. “I know he forced it,” I added quickly. “I know you didn’t want him to do it. I’m asking if afterward, in your mind, you accepted it.” She looked away. For some reason, I’d been sure she was going to say yes. Instead, her voice came out barely above a whisper. “No.” She swallowed hard. “I can’t.” My hand came up and cupped her cheek. “It’s wrong,” she whispered. I brushed my thumb across her cheek. “If I had to accept

Steph’s POV I walked through the infirmary doors and immediately looked over my shoulder. I’m not sure who I was expecting but no one was there. Hell I already knew they were waiting outside the doors. ‘Duh Steph. Really bright.’ I tell myself. I turned back toward the desk. I could do this. Damn right I can. I took a slow breath, squared my shoulders, and started toward the front desk while already clutching my stomach. ‘Yeah, Steph. You got this.’ I was going to walk in there, pretend my stomach was killing me, get somebody’s attention, and give the others enough time to slip into the old magical storage room. Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy. Nothing could go wrong. Right. I reached the desk and looked at the name tag on the young woman sitting behind it. Her tag said Tia and under her name it said she was Fae. I gave her my most miserable expression. She looked up at me. “How can I help you?” I grabbed my stomach harder. “My stomach,” I gasped. “It hurts so bad!” Tia immediate