Destin POV
Edward claps a hand on my shoulder and attempts to lead me toward the library exit. But I am not done speaking with Onyx. Shrugging out of his grasp, I weave throughout the stacks looking for her. When I catch sight of her, she flutters away. It is the most annoying game of hide and seek.
"Stop running from me," I shout.
Lowering herself to the ground, she stands in front of me. I can hear her thoughts. She isn't trying to block me out. A storm is burning behind her eyes. She hates me, and she isn't hiding it.
"Where can I find a witch who is also a Gray creature?" I ask.
Her pale white skin darkens, and she avoids my gaze. She is refusing to speak to me.
I hold the book in front of her face. "Who wrote this?"
She rolls her eyes but still refuses to speak.
