Chapter 96

• Zara POV
• The morning air felt crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain from the night before. I pushed open the heavy oak dorm door, already bracing myself for whatever the day would throw at me. And then I saw him.
• Zarek. Leaning casually against the doorway as if he owned the morning itself, his jacket slung over one shoulder, that smug grin plastered across his face. Of course, he was here. Of course, he wouldn’t miss this.