Chapter 77
Viona's POV
The courtyard was in chaos. Teachers barking orders. Students screaming. The police locked down every gate and exit, sweeping across the grounds like a tide of black uniforms. My name had already been whispered too many times. I could feel the weight of suspicion suffocating the air.
But instead of running back to the villa, instead of hiding, my feet carried me in the opposite direction. Toward the forest wall, the site of the murder.
Every instinct screamed at me to leave. To vanish into the night before the net closed around me. But another instinct-fierce, aggressive, unstoppable-burned hotter: the need to know.
I slipped through the shadows, keeping low. Years of survival in my past life had trained me well; avoiding the eyes of humans was child's play. Eve
