AMELIA 'DECLAN' SILVER
He showed up!
The library was unusually quiet that afternoon. Not the normal study-quiet, but the heavy, too-still kind that made every small sound feel loud. Maybe it was just me. My head had been a mess since morning, and even though I tried to focus on my book, the words kept dancing around like they were making fun of me.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to calm my thoughts. The whole day had been strange… rumors, whispers, students staring too long, teachers acting as if they were hiding something. And with Alpha Cyrus somewhere around the academy, my nerves were crawling.
I bent over my book again, muttering the words under my breath just to stay awake.
Then it happened.
A voice… soft, quiet, almost like a hiss… leaned into my ear.
“Ho
