SARAPHINA’S POV

I sat in Professor Hawthorne’s History of Magical Societies class, trying to focus on her lecture about ancient ward structures after the tongue in cheek mention about being in the school’s sorority. For once, my day had been almost normal. My roommates hadn't stolen anything from my belongings this morning. No one had whispered "witch whore" when I walked past. The cruel rumors that had followed me for days seemed to have finally died down.

I knew I had Ciara to thank for ...