Lila’s POV
“The Council,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Joan said they’re here. Are they really…”
“Yes,” Dante cut me off, his expression grim. “I felt them arrive on campus about ten minutes ago. Multiple powerful presences converging on the administration building. They’re not just here, Lila. They’re organized and prepared. This isn’t a casual investigation, this is a coordinated strike.”
My stomach dropped, the twins shifting restlessly as if they could sense my fear. “How long do we have?”
“Minutes,” Joan said, still leaning against the desk for support. “Maybe less. Once they get access to the student database, once they confirm you’re enrolled here, they’ll start a building-by-building search. And Dante’s office will be one of the first places they check because…”
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