It was Monday morning. The sun had barely climbed high, but the academy grounds were already noisy.

Ivy adjusted her books against her chest, her heart light from the fresh air. After all that had happened, the party, the chaos, the almost drowning, she wanted a normal day. She wanted peace.

But peace wasn’t meant for her.

Cassien leaned against the hood of his car, his usual smug grin playing at his lips, while Darius scrolled lazily through his phone beside him. The moment Ivy appeared, ...