Silver Queen of Lunar Ridge
Zara Starrejected by my boyfriend's dadsold to the billionaire, now my family begs for forgivenesshe discarded me like i was nothingyou rejected me remember cassandra
I scrolled past the standard maintenance supplies until I found the restricted asset manifest, the secret ledger where the academy tracked rare, volatile magical artifacts used by the elite high-ranking classes.
My breath hitched. The entry for the silver containment box was right there.
Two weeks ago, the status of the artifact had been updated from "In Use" to "Damaged during training session." But beneath the log, the digital stamp did not belong to the professor of advanced magic. It was Cassandra’s private digital signature. She had already moved the box out of the school vault and was holding it in her personal storage, waiting for the perfect moment to transport it to the greenhouse.