Chapter 32
Wren
The walk from the parking lot to the main building felt longer than it had ever been before. Every pair of eyes seemed to find us. Whispers followed wherever we went.
Some students pretended not to stare, stealing glances the moment they thought I wasn't looking. Others didn't even bother hiding it, openly watching us as if we were the newest episode of their favorite drama. A few phones were already out, pointed far too obviously in our direction.
And through it all...
Knox walked beside me as though none of it existed.
His hand remained wrapped around mine, his stride slow and confident, his expression carrying that same unreadable calm that somehow made him look even more intimidating. The Hunters jacket rested effortlessly over his broad shoulders, his dark hair f
