Rory’s POV

The classroom door slammed shut with a force that made the windows rattle.

“You think this is a game?” Elias’s voice cracked like thunder in the silence. His golden eyes burned as furiously as the runes etched across his desk.

My stomach knotted. “I wasn’t trying to break rules. I”

“Silence.” His order cut through me, sharp enough to slice the air in half. He stalked closer, his robe brushing the floor, his presence so overwhelming I shrank back against ...