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16
Raven
The next fewweeks went by without so much as a whisper from the shadow fae. I wondered if he had left the school or if he somehow managed to get inside my desk without us knowing.
When I asked Zach about that, he wondered if the shadow fae was waiting for us to unlock it to check. So the drawer remained locked. And we waited.
Classes blurred into each other as the weeks dragged by. We were still preparing for the trials and all our teachers were finding new and creative ways to push us.
The one good thing that had happened was that Violet was finally out of the hospital and back to attending classes with the rest of us. Every time I saw her, I was reminded of how dangerous our situation still was even if the shadow fae hadn’t shown his face again yet.
“Don’t forget everyone, you have a meeting with your trials mentor tonight,” Professor Craft called. “Meet in their classroom at seven.”
I tensed. In all the post fake-trials craziness, I forgot all about the meetings we’d had leading up to them. My mentor was currently in a prison cell and was pretty pissed at me for that.
The sound of bags being zipped and students preparing to leave filled the room and I glanced up at the clock. The bell would ring any second. I shoved my notebook and book into my backpack just as the bell rang.
My classmates filed out and I made my way up to Professor Craft’s desk.
“Ms. Winters,” she said. “Did you have a question about the lesson?”
We’d moved on from fae history into the demon wars of the twelfth century. It wasn’t as interesting as it sounded. “No, just about the mentor thing. My mentor is currently incarcerated.”
“Ah, yes,” she said. “Her replacement, Professor Flora, is taking over her students.”
“Wonderful,” I said. Even after a few weeks of lessons, I still didn’t have much of a feel for Professor Flora. We’d taken notes and done independent research in the library so I hadn’t had much time to figure out her views on the world.
I had no idea what to expect in our meeting with Professor Flora, but when we discussed it at dinner, the five of us agreed we should be prepared for anything. Which meant changing out of my black jeans and into something that moved a little freer.
Makayla and I left dinner together and walked back to our dorm room. “How’s Remi?” I asked.
“He’s fine,” she said. “He’s still convinced I’m going to move in with him after we graduate.”
“Wait a minute.” I grabbed her arm and stopped her from walking. “Were you going to tell me this?”
“I didn’t tell you?” she asked.
I put my hand on my hip. “Makayla! That’s a big deal. Why didn’t you tell me?”
She shrugged. “I’m not sure if I want to move in with him. I don’t even know if we’re going to keep seeing each other after graduation.”
“You better figure it out if he’s asking about living together,” I said.
She sighed. “I know. But hey, I don’t see you making plans about what you’re going to do with all four of your mates.”
“Good point, I’ll drop it,” I said, resuming walking.
She walked alongside me. “Any word on what the actual trials will be like?”
I shook my head. “No idea. I just hope it isn’t as awful as the fake ones.”
“I am so grateful I never had to go in there,” she said. “And I still can’t believe all the trouble Professor Halifax went through to get you to open that portal for her.”
“I know,” I said. “Some days it feels like it was a hundred years ago and other days it feels like yesterday.”
We reached the common room and waved to Starla and Jamal, who were curled up on a couch in a tangle of limbs. It was hard to tell where one of them started. They were a giant pretzel.
“Don’t you two have a room you could go to?” Makayla asked.
