It was 15 minutes past 4 in the morning when Kit made it back to campus. The party was over and the school was deadly quiet as all the students were in their rooms sleeping off their hangovers. Kit was supposed to go to the pack house today and spend the rest of the weekend with her grandparents. She was looking forward to it, as the last time was so enjoyable. She skipped up the steps, reminiscing about the time she had just spent with Dorian, happy that he had let her in and showed her a part of his life. It seemed as though his family had bigger issues than her own, which was saying a lot given the dysfunction of her family. Maybe it was a supernatural thing, she thought, as she reached the fourth floor. She made her way to her dorm room, thinking about Dorian. He was only 19, but he ac
