Chapter 11

• Celeste
• “You can’t be serious,” Celeste says as she walks out of her dormitory nearly a week later and sees Cruz looking like he’s just as excited to see her as she is to see him. Last Sunday morning, she woke up in Kane’s bed, and he had her curled against his chest while he was sprawled out like a king. She snuck out without waking him because she didn’t want to ruin the memory of the night prior with whatever hateful things he was going to say to her once he came to his senses. It’s Saturday night, and she’s spent most of the week cooped up in her room and scurrying back and forth to her classes, trying to avoid the Wolves, and she still hasn’t seen Kane, but without fail, any time she needs to walk anywhere, one of the other Wolves pops up. They usually don’t talk to her, but instead, they just walk nearby and watch to see if she’s gotten where she’s supposed to go.
• “Look, I don’t really want to spend my Saturday night babysitting you, so can you just make this easy?” Cruz huffs.