Chapter Three“Bri! Did you find Booth? How was he?” Zoe bombarded me with questions as soon as I made it to the table where all my friends were sitting at the far end of the dining hall.
“Yes, Brianna, how was Booth?” The scathing voice of Rhea grated against my eardrums, and I whipped around to find her standing all too close. She loomed in on me like a phantom of cascading blonde hair and angry green eyes.
I heard the breath catch in my friends’ throats behind me.
Clearly, Rhea had recovered from the fright I’d given her at the river on my first full day at the academy. There was no hint of fear in her eyes now. She probably thought she was safe, surrounded by all the other students in the hall with her little bots behind her.
Even I found myself hoping that she was. The last thing I
