Diana’s POV
My biology class buzzed with quiet chatter, but I couldn’t hear a word.
The invitation burned in my backpack like a live wire.
I sat in my usual seat near the window, waiting for Eva. She has a habit of always coming late to school.
I let the late-morning light spill over my notebook, pretending to take notes.
But all I could see was the convoy.
The black cars. The men in suits.
The name printed in gold ink.
Kael Draven.
I thought Kael was just a dangerous boy with rage issues.
But now?
He was something else entirely.
A Predator. Heir to a billionaire. And a problem I didn’t know how to solve.
“Miss Johnson?” Mr. Henley’s voice snapped me back. “What’s the function of the mitochondria?”
“The powerhouse of the cell,” I answered flatly.
A few students snickered, es
