"All students, report to the Scent Vault for mandatory scent recognition drills. Immediately.” My heart slammed against my ribs as the announcement echoed through the dorm’s speakers.

I froze, my fingers gripping the edge of my bed, the memory of Cassian’s words from last night burning in my mind: You’re hiding something. And I will find out what.

He’d found the wolfsbane vial under my bed. I knew it. And now this? The Scent Vault? Panic clawed at my throat.

That place was a ...