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“Don’t draw attention to her,” Silas warns Kenzie quietly. I hear Baelfire snarl nearby and blink blearily over Silas’s shoulder in time to see the dragon shifter send Crypt flying into a table. Food flies everywhere, and glasses shatter. Students yelp as they try to get out of the way. “Fucking asshole!” Bael roars dramatically,…

“I slept in his bed,” I admit. “And?” “And we didn’t fuck, so don’t get too excited.” Kenzie pouts. “Monk.” “Slut.” “Guilty as charged,” she nods and then sobers a little. “So, you talked with Harlow Carter earlier. Did it have anything to do with…you know. The changeling and yours truly?” I suppose now is…

She squeals and claps like her day has just been made. “Okay, shoot.” My face feels hot, and I fidget with my gloves. “Don’t laugh at me.” “I’ll totally laugh if it’s funny.” That’s fair. “Is it normal to want to lick abs?” Kenzie blinks. Then she bursts into the dreaded laughter. “Oh my gods!…

and a blood oath. Two separate things to worry about, both of which could take her from us forever. Decimus growls, “Okay, then who did you make the blood oath with if it wasn’t that Undead king-of-the-assholes wannabe father of yours?” Her lips twitch. “Very apt description.” “This isn’t a joking matter, darling,” I warn….

Someone knocks on Maven’s bedroom door. “You ready, Raincloud? Class starts soon. Tell Stalker Boy to back the fuck off so you can eat before we go.” I sigh wistfully when Maven dries off, dresses, and leaves without a word. I know she’s not mad at me for asking, but she loathes talking about her…

I’ll bet it did. At what point will the Immortal Quintet give up all pretenses and start killing legacies left and right while they look for their mage’s murderer? They’re fucking tyrannical, and it reminds me too much of Amadeus. “As unwise as canoodling?” Baelfire suggests, earning an elbow to the side from me, which…

Wait. Did Everett just insinuate that he’s…falling in love with me? I stare at him, unable to process that. The others have said they want me, crave me, need me…all of that, I can approach practically or at least from a carnal standpoint, and it makes sense. But this? I’m lost. I’m too fucked up…

Kenzie looks up with a grin. “If someone’s staring at Maven, it’s probably because she’s so pretty.” Luka makes a face. “I can’t tell if you’re kidding. No offense, it’s just she’s kind of bland and?—“ “Close your mouth. If you ever open it around me again, you’ll learn what your innards taste like,” Crypt…

“What can I get for you? Would sparkling water help? I have Tums. And some other human medicine that might help. Or if you want something else, like a potion, I’ll go find Silas and?—“ “Do all faculty apartments look like this?” she interrupts, brows raised at my apartment. “No, I paid for professional designers…

My poor, sunshiney shifter looks miserable, his shoulders slumping. “My dragon is fucking awful right now. I don’t even know what thoughts are mine and which are his. I just…” His nostrils flare, his gaze darting down the hall. We all follow where he’s looking and see a random group of legacies chatting and heading…