Chapter 27

**Evangeline's POV**

Something's wrong with the hallways tonight. They feel different. Cold, but not the good kind of cold that makes you want to curl up somewhere safe. This cold crawls under my skin like bugs. My wolf won't stop pacing in my chest, whining low and scared.

I should've left with everyone else. Should've packed up my books when the library started emptying out. But I couldn't. The quiet felt too good after another day of whispers and stares. Now ...