Mystique Luna
Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today.
Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus.
I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him.
"Oh, the princess is back."
I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?
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