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And I took another breath.

“I think you’ve made an enemy, Quatura,” David said from beside me.

And how right he would be.

Chapter 27

Emely

When I entered the room, she was still asleep, but fortunately, I was the only one here. The Blair cousins had probably taken some unnecessary extra courses in mathematics, which was Quatura-typical and idiotic. Something you didn’t really need when you owned almost the entire inner city as it was. But Grace had always wanted the extra credit to make her vain mother proud.

I tiptoed over to my bed with care, where somewhere I must have left my cell phone, which I had forgotten here this morning.

“Julian...”

I immediately wheeled around when I heard a faint whisper from the other corner of the room.

Great. Sleeping Beauty had awoken from her slumber.Now, of all times, when I was here. Couldn’t she have slept a few hours longer?

“Julian, where am I?”

I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

Bayla sounded a little confused, and judging by her scrunched-up face, things had really hit her hard yesterday.

“I’m not Julian,” I replied, perhaps a little too harshly, and turned back to my bed.

I threw back the black blanket, but there was nothing there.Crap, where had I put it?

Next, I looked in the top nightstand drawer, but since I hadn’t even used the nightstand until now, I pushed it right back shut. I guess itreallywas still home then.

“Emely,thereyou are.”

I turned around with a jerk to look at Bayla.

What did she want from me?

“Is something wrong?”

Granted, it wasn’t because she wasn’t nice. On the contrary, she was somehow the friendliest one here out of the whole house. But the fact that she didn’t smell like the other witches and that, according to Julian, something abnormal had happened to her yesterday caused me to distrust her. The daughter of a witch remained a witch to me.

Julian had wanted to tell me, but Father had spontaneously called the pack to an emergency meeting at the estate.

There, where I was sure my cell phone was still lying.Shit, man.

“Why is everyone so mean to you?”

Bay sat up straight, but immediately slumped back against the wall behind her.

Had she maybe just had too much to drink at the campus bar yesterday?

I’d seen her there with Mady, which didn’t surprise me because Mady was like a burdock, and I’d been glad when my brother finally listened to our father and broke up with her. She had been friends with the witches, which had been a threat to our pack. But explainthatto a human girl.

“Is it true about the drugs?”

I looked at Bayla again.

And I already had been wondering what kind ofrubbishthe witches were spreading about us. Even if heads would have to roll for the truth, the drug story was really a shitty way to go.

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