ISABELLA
I’d never gotten dressed so fast in my life.
I bolted out of that room, drenched in thick pheromones, and sprinted down the hallway.
If anyone saw my wrinkled clothes, my messy hair, and my terrified expression, like I was being chased by the Ripper, I didn’t even notice them.
Thera followed the scent trail back, and I slipped into my dorm like someone finally reaching safety.
I rushed right past the little sitting room.
Kiara was in the bathroom; I heard the shower running and that ridiculous song she was humming.
I slid into my room and shut the door, letting the darkness swallow me.
My pupils were blown wide, my chest was rising and falling way too fast, and my pounding heartbeat echoed in my ears.
I tried to press my back against the wood, and another painful hiss sli
