Arielle’s POV
The three hooded figures didn't move an inch. They just kept staring up at my window, their faces completely hidden in the dark shadows of their hoods.
A cold weight settled heavily in my stomach. Who were they? Why were they watching me?
My hands trembled as I gripped the edge of the curtain. Part of me wanted to yell for my dad or call our security guards, but a deeper, stronger instinct told me to be quiet.
If these people were connected to the world Marcus had just dropped me into, normal human security wouldn't stand a chance.
I carefully stepped back from the window, letting the curtain fall completely shut. The darkness of my bedroom felt suffocating.
I crawled back into my bed, pulling the thick duvet all the way up to my chin, but I couldn't sleep. Every time I
