Ivy hadn’t meant to follow Damon that morning. Damien had told her to rest, Cassien and Darius too. They had promised they’d handle everything about Evelyn and the disciplinary hearing. But Damon had been waiting for her in the hall, silent, dressed in black.“Come with me,” he’d said.

No explanation. No tone. Just a quiet command that made it hard to say no.

Now, seated beside him in the car, Ivy watched the trees slide by through the window.

Her head throbbed slightly, and the ...