The sun was setting, casting a fiery glow across the horizon. Deimon stood on the balcony of his apartment, staring out at the sprawling grounds of Umbra Academy. It was a place of power and prestige, but also one of danger and deceit. Recent events had only reinforced that truth.
Inside, Kate was probably unpacking the last of her things. Since she had moved in with Deimon and Killian, the place had felt different—warmer, more alive. Despite her being wolfless, there was something about her that drew him in. His wolf, Onyx, was particularly intrigued by her. Restless now, Onyx paced in the back of Deimon’s mind, urging him to claim and protect her.
Deimon turned his thoughts to the task at hand. Anna had asked to speak with him urgently, hinting she had information about Kate’s tormento
