GABRIEL’S POV
"He's already in his car, sir," the guard’s voice crackled through the phone speaker, sounding distant against the rush of wind on his end. "And he's heading straight to the academy to pull her file himself."
The line clicked dead.
I slowly lowered the phone from my ear, the cold, quiet rage vibrating through my chest threatening to shatter the glass casing in my grip. I stood frozen at the edge of the limestone terrace, the bright morning sun completely failing to pierce through the heavy, suffocating anger settling deep into my bones.
My father was coming. The ultimate authority of the Jakes empire was descending on Garrison Heights, not to celebrate our record-breaking academic victory, but to eliminate what he perceived as a threat to our family bloodline.
But as I l
