Three days passed after the discovery of the Hunter's Mark.
Three days of rumors.
Three days of unanswered questions.
Three days of constantly looking over her shoulder.
Bloodright Academy continued functioning as though everything was normal, but Victoria could feel the tension growing beneath the surface.
Students whispered more often.
Professors seemed distracted.
The Headmaster spent most of his time in private meetings.
Even the academy guards had doubled their patrols.
Everyone sensed it.
Something was coming.
Nobody knew exactly what.
Victoria stood near a second-floor classroom window, staring out at the academy grounds.
The morning sky was gray.
Heavy clouds hung over the mountains surrounding Bloodright Academy.
A storm was approaching.
The weather somehow matched
