“I’m not sure if you’re suicidal or a genius,” Meredith said.

I grinned. “Go with genius. It’s way more accurate.” I held my fist out to Adrian and he bumped it.


“You’re way more badass than me,” he said.

“Thanks. I guess I’m gonna change and whatnot. Dinner in a bit?” They nodded.

I went up the stairs to my room. It wasn’t until I got to my room that I let out the breath I’d been holding. Maybe going off on Mr. Hoel wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had, but unless I figured out time travel, there was no changing it. And even if there was, I didn’t think I wanted to.

One girl against three ass-Hoels. Those odds weren’t so bad, were they?

Chapter Thirty

I woke up on Saturday totally ready for the weekend. The sirens had gone off all night again, and I couldn’t be the only one a little on edge. My only hope was that I’d have a day blissfully free of people gawking at me or blowing my mind with crazy werewolf history or the “physics” behind magic.

A little R and R would go a long way to soothe my mental state.

I listened for people moving about the dorm, but the sweet sound of silence greeted me. The clock said it was eleven. Thank God for sleeping in. The only thing I needed to know was what to do with my day.

I peeked into Meredith’s room, but she wasn’t there. I hoped she hadn’t gone somewhere too fun without me. What did people do on the weekend here anyway?

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I threw on some clothes and grabbed a pair of cotton jersey gloves before heading down to the cafeteria. Adrian and Chris sat at the pristine replacement of our usual table. A few guys in all black were scattered around the room, but other than that it was nearly empty, my lucky day.

Chris reclined with his feet on the table. “How’s it going?”

“Okay.” I ate a bite of my omelet. At least the food was good. It would seriously suck if I had to eat the typical nasty school food by the truckload. “What are you guys up to?”

“Just hanging out,” Adrian said. “Thinking about catching a movie.”

I waited for a “want to come” but got an uncomfortable silence instead. Adrian squirmed as I stared him down. Why were they being distant all of a sudden?

Chris grabbed my hand. “We’d take you if we could. But we can’t.”

“Oh, that’s okay. I’m sure you guys want time to do guy stuff or something. I’m sure Meredith is around somewhere.”

The guys shared a look.

“You guys are totally acting weird. What’s going on?”

“Don’t be upset,” Adrian said. “Meredith and Shannon went shopping.”

That totally blew. I’d been dying to get off campus. The fence had been majorly creeping in on me the past few days. Maybe I’d just take my car and go for a drive. Grab some pizza and read a book.

Chris cleared his throat. “Look. You can’t leave.”

“What!” Now I was pissed.

Adrian raised an eyebrow. “You can’t leave campus.”

That irked me. Why was I just now hearing about this? “So what, I’m a prisoner?” These boys were driving me nuts. “I really wish everyone would stop beating around the bush and just tell me what the hell I need to know.”

A scuffle came from under the table. Chris groaned as Adrian’s foot made contact.

“You’re not in control yet,” Adrian said. “Until you get a handle on your wolf, you can’t leave campus.”

That was bullshit. “I’d never hurt anyone.”

“Think about the past few days,” Chris said. “You’ve been all over the place. We don’t know what could happen, and if you were honest with yourself, you’d know it’s true.”

His words stung more than they should have. Even if they were a little right. I had a bit of an adjustment problem. It should be completely understandable, but I shouldn’t be punished for it.

I pushed back from the table. “Got it. Thank you for telling me.” They called to me, but I didn’t stop. I had to find Mr. Dawson.

As I got closer to his cabin, I heard people yelling. I moved up the porch steps as quietly as I could. I leaned my ear close to the door.

“—completely out of control,” Mr. Dawson said. “If he’s—”

“We need proof,” Sebastian said, his German accent thick with frustration. “Real proof! We cannot go to the rest of the Seven with your word.”

“We’re being attacked every night. The guys can’t keep this up indefinitely. We have to find out what Rupert’s planned before he destroys us,” Michael said, his voice a low growl. “I’ll read him—”

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