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“What happened?” she cried, as she held me closely. “One second I was watching you and Ason almost hook-up in front of the entire school and the next, everyone was running around. “
I pull away from her embrace and almost laugh. I am relieved to have Candi next to me as the Headmaster still watches me with an awed expression.
“The forest is calling to the students. I had a vision. They,” I say, pointing toward the students trying to stop the others, “are trying to get the zombie-like students back,” I explain.
Ason’s wolf is barring his fanged teeth as he moves in front of the students. They try to bypass him, but his strong form prevents them from moving. A few of the Fae’s fly around, lifting the students and flying them back to the academy.
“Farrah, we will talk soon, but right now, I must help save the students,” Headmaster Patricia announces, as she races toward the others.
She begins chanting and white light flows from her fingertips. The students are momentarily frozen and a flash of green light creates a wall in front of them. The rest of the professors and helping students are now able to grab the students and they begin filing back into the academy.
Ason runs past me and slows just long enough to say, “We are taking them all to the infirmary to have them checked over.”
Grabbing my hand, Candi pulls me toward the school. “Come on, let’s get back inside.”
I allow Candi to lead me back to our room. I walk in a trance-like state as a sudden wave of exhaustion washes over me. My eyes grow heavy and all I can think is sleep.
When we reach our room, I quickly undress, and collapse onto my bed. As my eyes close, visions of the evening dance behind my eyes. This time though, I’m not filled with dread and terror, but of soft music, smiles, and Ason’s hands on mine.
Chapter 14
Thenextmorning,Iwoke up bright and early.
Candi is soundly sleeping in her bed, but I am too wired and anxious to lay still any longer.
Sitting up, I see my red gown hanging on the closet door. At first I smile but then I am reminded that my evening was ruined due to an insane dark magic witch and a spell that I need to help destroy.
My phone vibrates next to me in the bed.
Mom: What is going on? Do I need to come and get you?
Her panicked text causes me to quickly type out a reply. A few days ago, I would have begged for her to come and get me. Now, I want to stay here.
Me: No! I just discovered that I am a Seer. Mom, I have true powers, and my nightmares are just visions.
Mom: Honey, that is great, but I am worried about your safety.
Me: I am fine. Please. I will call you later, but let me stay.
Mom: I have called you several times, but you never answer. The school sent out an email to parents notifying us of the missing students and the threat against the school. When I was a student there, we heard stories about our legacy– your legacy– and the spell that was ruined. I never thought in a million years that you would have to worry about that spell.
Guilt wracks my heart. I haven’t kept up with my phone and I’ve been so preoccupied with myself, that I hadn’t even thought about calling home. To be honest, I didn’t have a lot of close friends, so when I left, it hadn’t been a huge deal to keep up with my calls or social media. Mom said she would give me space to, as she put it, ‘ find my way’ but it looks like she didn’t mean that.
Me: I am sorry that I haven’t been answering my phone. I am working on something with some friends here, but I promise, I will call you soon.
Mom: Ok, but if I don’t hear from you next week, I am coming back to the school and bringing you home.
Throwing my phone on my bedside table, I scurry into the bathroom and shower, then dress in plain clothes. It’s Saturday and we aren’t required to wear our uniforms on the weekends. Dressing in a pair of skinny jeans and a black crop top, I pull my hair into a high ponytail and leave my room.
Walking down the hallway, I revel in the silence. Most students are probably still asleep or holed up in their rooms.
“Farrah,” a whisper sounds ahead and I spot Ason walking toward me.
My heart skips a beat and a silly grin grows over my face.
“Hey,” I say awkwardly. My stomach growls and I place my hands over my stomach. “I was heading to get breakfast.”
Stopping in front of me, he shoves his hands in his loose-fitting jeans. They hug his hips nicely and the black t-shirt clings to his toned frame.
