WILLA
I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself.
It had nothing to do with the frigid air in the hearing room but everything to do with the three people seated before us.
The academy committee and disciplinary team.
Headmaster Alaric was the only face I recognized.
They sat on a raised platform behind a long rectangular table, leaning toward one another as they argued in low voices. I couldn't make out their words, but I didn't need to.
The expressions on their faces said enough. Disapproval. Frustration. Judgment.
After what felt like forever, they finally looked up. Every single one of them. And their eyes landed on me.
I swallowed, rubbing my damp palms together before smoothing them over my skirt, forcing myself to take a steady breath as I glanced around.
I wasn't alone.
There were fifteen of us in total, all lined up for violating the rules, excluding Eric, Kol, and Lance, who were noticeably absent.
