CHAPTER 24
KIRA
I was walking down the corridor, when I heard footsteps behind me.
“Kira!” Mason’s voice called.
I stopped and turned. He was jogging a little to catch up, helmet in hand, that usual cocky smile on his face. Girls were really rushing him.
“You off for the day?” he asked.
“Yeah. Finally.”
He tilted his head, curious. “Wanna come to a party tonight?”
I blinked. “A party?”
He nodded. “Just something casual. Bonfire. Drinks. Chill people. You’ll like it.”
I opened my mouth to say no—because obviously, the smart thing was to go home and disappear from the world, maybe even beg Xavier for forgiveness.
But the memory of that glare from class, the way he tore into me without blinking—it stung.
He’s already pissed, I thought. Might as well go all out.
“Sure,” I said, al
