Chapter 4 What The Thread Won't Hold

• The thread snapped somewhere between the dining hall and my dorm room.
• I felt it the second it happened, a small give at my collarbone, and my hand shot up before I could stop it, catching the amulet just as the chain slid loose from my collar. My heart lurched into my throat.
• "Whoa, you good?" Kian asked, stopping mid-sentence about the food in the dining hall being somehow worse than his old school's.