*Esmerelda*

My scream cut through the air like the sharpest knife. I had no idea what came over me or why I decided to scream and gain the attention of more than a hundred vampires.

The entire courtyard became still, and a hundred pairs of hungry red eyes were directed to where Headmaster Greg and I stood.

The headmaster’s face remained cold as stone, but his knuckles were white. This was dangerous. It took me back to my first night at the school. Back then, just as ...