Page 197 of A University of Betrayal

“Are you sure you want to miss out on this?” Larissa made it sound like a theater play we all wanted to attend, which it most certainly was not.

“Ruisangors only do harm! Stay away from her in the future!” Grace snorted furiously at me, turned away and a second later she slammed the door behind her.

I was surprised that only one door had had to be repaired so far.

“I warned you!” I heard her from the hallway, then everything fell silent.

No one dared to say anything until Julian spoke up for the first time in minutes.

“You broke into Alarik’s office?”

I thought he would be angry, but there was concern in his expression.

Wasn’thethe one who knew Alarik better than I did? Did I have to worry now? Alarik had caught me that day and had been strangely friendly.

“It was important,” I said in a rush, turning my gaze away from his piercing olive-green eyes.

“So, I shouldn’t ask any more questions or worry?” he now asked with suspicion.

“It’s lovely that you’re worried, but we’ll be fine,” Larissa said with amusement and came over to take the diary entry from my hand.

Once she had tasted blood, it was hard to stop her from doing something. And automatically I wondered if she really drank blood all the time and how it made her feel.

I had experienced it myself. This lust, this greed for it... and it was still a mystery to me. But the feeling had disappeared overnight, and now I was disgusted again by the plastic bags under my bed that Larissa had almost found twice.

“I just don’t want to get killed if you’re up to anything,” Julian said, and I looked at him in surprise.

“So, you’re going to help us find out more about Alice?” Larissa asked with suspicion and I looked at Julian in confusion.

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“Actually, I wanted to stay away from all this stuff, but it looks like I’ve somehow ended up in the middle of it.”

The corners of my annoying neighbor’s mouth moved up a little until his eyes twinkled playfully at me.

Great. I had Julian Bardot stuck with me.

“Any objections, Blueberry?”

I grinned and flashed him my middle finger. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re hard to get rid of?”

“No, you’re the first person.”

I rolled my eyes.

“He knows too much for us to let him go without erasing his memory.” I looked at Julie, who seemed to have just meant that seriously. “Even if memory deletion is more complicated with a Senseque.”

Julian shook his head. “I’m not letting you witches play with my head.”

Julie bit her lip. You could tell Julian’s presence was still unsettling her.

I felt his gaze on me and wheeled around.

“Your friends don’t like me. Is that possible?” he laughed sheepishly.

“That depends on whether you’re one of Bayla’s friends too, or whether you’re participating in this...” Larissa drew theatrical quotation marks with her fingers in the air. “We-all-hate-each-other-just-because-we-don’t-belong-to-the-same-species nonsense.”

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