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Elite Hall.

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Just Like That, I Find My In

Holdingon to all my determination and rage, I march toward Elite Hall. There’s a group of wolves standing just before the archways, as usual. A few of them jeer in my direction. I ignore them.

I also ignore the fear that my invitation to Elite Hall has been rescinded, but I charge right through like I belong here even more than the rest of them. Like those blinding gemstones aren’t there just to show how unworthy I am.

For now, I’ll pretend.

For now, I have reason to be here, and no manner of intimidation will stop me.

Several sets of shocked eyes, bright with unnatural power, flash to me the moment I enter the sunroom. I ignore them too.

No one approaches me. No one comments.

I take the hall toward the demon royals’ rooms, and my heart shudders the moment I see his door. Still a hundred feet away but visible.

Is Jarron there? Pouting and feeling sorry for himself like I was?

My heart is aching but I need my mind focused elsewhere. I can’t deal with that now. Soon, but not now.

I slam my fist three times against Bea’s door. The door swings open in only a few seconds. She blinks.

“Candice,” she says, surprised.

“You told me there was more than one way to be powerful.” I rattle of the words quickly.

Her eyebrows rise, new interest lighting in them.

“Tell me how.”

Bea sighs. “You sure about this?”

“You have a way, right?” That’s what all of this was about.

I’m betting on you.

“I do. But—” She stretches her neck to look behind me, down the hall. “Come inside.” She steps back, holding open the door for me to enter her room.

“There’s—well, there’s something happening tonight.”

My heart races. “Tonight?”

She nods, but there’s more emotion on her face than I can name. I half expected a villainous cackle and explanation. I half expected her to pull out the Akrasia Games calling card from her back pocket, but while I’m still certain I’m right, there’s also some hesitation and uncertainty warring in her.

“What is it?”

“You and Jarron…”

“Over.”

She pulls in another long deep breath. “There is an event taking place tonight. I don’t know who all is involved, but I’ve heard rumors to suggest you’ll have at least one friend there.”

My stomach twists.What the hell does that mean?

“I hear Minor Hall is closed for the day. Stay here, get some rest. I’ll send some food up.”