Rowena’s POV
“You’re just a low-ranker in the council,” Jason scoffed, his voice sharp with disgust. “What right do you even have to command me?”
I froze.
Jason stepped forward, chin slightly raised like he wasn’t just talking to a teacher—he was challenging him.
“You’re nothing but a mere teacher. If not for the pity vote that squeezed you into the council, you wouldn’t even be standing here.”
Mr. Scott’s body tensed.
His fists clenched by his side.
“Have you gone mad, boy?” he thundered. “Or maybe you just never had any damn manners to begin with!”
The air felt like it cracked.
Me and Adrian stayed quiet. We knew better. I didn’t even breathe too hard. Jason was skating on a thin, cracking layer.
Mr. Scott stepped in close, jabbing a hard finger into Jason’s chest.
“You’re com
