Chapter 202 – Nima POV
That was terrifying.
Not new. Not unusual. But still terrifying.
I'm used to it by now—some predators like to spook us for fun. Sadistic assholes, all muscle and dominance, swaggering like the world owes them awe. They enjoy the fear, the way our ears twitch and spines stiffen. Like it's a game.
But me? I'm just a third-year at Felaris Academy, and the only reason I've survived this long is because I'm fast. On my feet, with my tongue, and out of sight before they can remember my name.
Still, that one was different.
I couldn't see her well, but her eyes—sharp and gleaming like polished obsidian—locked onto me in a way that made the fur on my arms rise. Not hunger. Not cruelty. Something else.
Possession.
I shake off the thought and unlock the dorm room door with a soft sigh. Home, sweet shared chaos.
I barely have time to drop my bag before—
"Oh stars," I mutter.
There's rustling from the other side of the room. Tangled sheets. A guilty silence.
