Lyell pov
I sighed, sitting down at my desk for the first period with a groan. I could practically feel my muscles screaming at me. Ever since the fight with Alarick a few days ago I’ve been attacking the Elites training equipment non-stop when I’m not at school to the point mom came a few times to drag me home. I could feel myself getting stronger but that wasn’t really my point of doing it. I couldn’t sleep without wearing myself out anymore, or else I’ll have dreams of Alarick’s lips on mine and I’ll end up sneaking into his room at night and attacking him. I snorted as if that would ever work.
Adaline showed up suddenly and handed me the note, confusing the crap out of me and running out when the bell rang. I noticed my followers this morning and watched them out of the corne
