Chapter twenty four

LYRA POV.

As soon as we entered the classroom, I hastened to the back row, which was conveniently located at the far end of the room. The triplets - Silas, Zayn, and Ezra - frowned at me in surprise, their eyes fixed on me with a mixture of curiosity and disapproval. Maya attempted to intervene, whispering something to them and gesturing for them to sit with her, but Silas abruptly cut her off. The three of them strode towards me, their movements commanding attention.

"What are you doing? Go back to your seat," I whispered, trying to avoid drawing attention to ourselves.

But Silas was insistent. "Get up," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding. I reluctantly obeyed, and he took my seat, pulling me down beside him. Zayn and Ezra flanked me, trapping me in the middle, with Silas on one side, Zayn and Ezra on the other.

“You are gonna get us in trouble”. I murmured as the teacher walked in.

"Us? You're already in trouble, Lyra," Zayn murmured, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver