Ian:
"Ian, stop," he ordered, but I could not.
My wolf was pushing forward. My bones were cracking. My hands had turned into fists.
My breathing had beco shallow, and I began to groan and grunt.
The lurkers jumped again, trying to reach . This ti I tackled two of them at once.
They were strong, but not stronger than like this.
My claws ripped through one of their sleeves, and the other stumbled back.
One of them tried to stab my neck, but I ducked and swung my arm, sending him into a shelf full of papers.
At that mont, I realized I was not only going back to the academy.
I had to inform the others about what was truly happening too.
I pushed another lurker aside and sprinted toward the stairs.
My legs shifted mid-leap, and by the ti I reached the top step, I had fully transitioned.
My father shouted my na and ran after , worried that I would expose myself to the others.
I did not stop.
I burst through the doors and reached the front entrance.
The cold air hit . While still in my monstrous form, I grabbed a pair of shorts from the side and held them in my hand.
My wolf rushed across the yard. The wind struck my face.
All I could think about was the twisted truth we had been told. All of this had been entertainnt for them.
Everything.
It angered that instead of ending it or taking revenge for my mother’s death, my father had chosen to beco part of them.
I rembered the last words he had written from her diary, where she told him she was glad she t him before he fully changed.
Now I understood why she had said it.
He had changed.
He had beco like the others.
Going rogue crossed my mind for a mont, but I pushed it away. I had to return.
There were people at the academy who had no idea the next ti they entered the North, they would be stepping into a death trap.
And then there was Clentine. She was there waiting for , upset with , angry with .
I needed to fix things. I needed to get her out.
By the ti I reached the academy, I had already begun to transition back.
I was completely naked, so I quickly wore the shorts before I strode through the passageway.
I headed toward the Black Squad room because there were lurkers in the Red Squad passage.
When I rushed inside, Troy jumped to his feet, already upset because our last interaction had not gone well.
"Where were you the whole night?" he snapped, his hands on his waist.
"Of course he is the headmaster’s son. He must have been resting in so expensive hotel," Haiden remarked, taunting .
I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath. My legs were shaking.
It was not from running. It was from everything I had discovered.
As I lowered myself to the ground near them, exhausted, I saw Yorick rush toward .
"Hey, what happened?" he asked, while Haiden crouched beside and studied my shoulder.
"We need to get out of here," I managed to pant.
When I looked up, I saw worry spread across their faces.
"What the fuck does that an?" Troy barked. "Is this so kind of plan to get us out of here so it looks like we are running away, so your father catches us and gets us punished?"
Of course he reacted like that. He had been looking for any chance to turn the others against .
"No," I muttered weakly. "We need to leave right now."
I hoped they understood the urgency in my voice. I had never behaved this way with them.
"Where is Clentine?" I asked, and the room fell silent.
Footsteps echoed, and soone stepped inside. I lifted my head and saw Mr. Rick enter the room.
His hands were tied behind his back, almost like he was hiding sothing.
His face had a strange look, sothing I had never seen on him before.
From the way he stared at , I could tell my father had inford him that I had broken free from the basent.
"Well," he remarked, looking straight at , "since it concerns your mate, Clentine, I would like you to co with ."
As soon as he said it, my body froze.
"Do you not want to hear where she is?" he continued to ask.
"What is that supposed to an? What do you an by where she is? She must be in her room," Haiden grunted as he stood up.
One by one, we all stood, forming a line. Mr. Rick looked at Haiden, then lowered his gaze toward Oriana, who was hiding under the bed as usual.
"Ian Hunt, do you wish to know?" Mr. Rick continued, ignoring the others.
I had no choice but to follow him. It seed like it was the only way to find out about Clentine.
I nodded and stepped after him. Behind , the others caused a commotion, but the lurkers already began to gather outside the room.
When I stepped out of the building, the storm struck hard.
I had forgotten about it while running from the mansion. My hair blew across my face, and only wearing shorts made the cold sting my skin.
The sky looked even darker now, even though it was morning.
I turned toward the Red Passage again. All the Red Squad mbers were standing there, watching .
Their eyes carried sothing, almost like they were trying to tell sothing without speaking.
Every single one of them was there.
Except for the person I was looking for.
Clentine was not standing among them.
Not even a sign of her.
I swallowed hard and followed Mr. Rick through the hallway and into the main hall.
I hoped she might be there. Maybe they had brought her there to force to listen.
But once I stepped inside, I realized she was not there either.
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