SCHOOL CHAOS
~TATE'S POV~
Vida had spent all night warding the Packhouse, covering mirrors and treating windows with a spell that prevented scrying. By morning, the house felt darker, more oppressive, like we were living in a cave instead of a home.
But Mathias insisted I return to school. "We can't let Heriberto think he's winning," he'd said. "You are going to class, and living your life. That shows strength."
It felt more like stupidity, but I was too tired to argue.
My phone buzzed as I walked through the school entrance. A video call from Jamie. I answered quickly, grateful for the familiar face even through a screen.
"Hey! Just checking in on you," Jamie said, his eyes crinkling with concern even from miles away. "I heard some weird rumors floating around online about an incide
