Octavia's Point of View
The air feels different tonight, still, and heavy, like the whole academy is holding its breath. To be honest it has felt like that since we have returned.
I move quietly through the courtyard, my boots silent against the damp grass. The lamps have long since been turned down, and only the silver spill of moonlight lights my way. Behind me, I hear the soft tread of Kai and Rafael keeping pace, their scents familiar enough to steady the pulse in my chest.
It is not supposed to be like this again, sneaking out, moving through the shadows like we did before. But ever since that scent showed up on the grounds, sleep has been impossible at least for me.
And we could not wait.
I glance over my shoulder once to check that the others are still with me. Kai’s moving slo
