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Chapter 8

Dylan POV.

I took a small step backwards causing a small growl to come from the kings chest. I took another step back and he stopped in his tracks staring at my form. His eyes raked up and down my body landing on my bare arms, he frowned at my uniform then turned to our principal to say something. I didn't hear what he said but I used his distraction as an opportunity to run.

I quickly turned on my heels and began sprinting down the hall, Another loud growl shot through the school, so much so that you could almost feel the lockers shaking. The only thing coursing through me was fear. I ran straight to the window, and quickly began fumbling with the lock, I opened the window and went to jump out, unsure about where I would go, or even if I would survive the fall, however my foot was caught by two of the kings men, my front slammed onto the floor and my hands slapped the wooden tiles as I went down, letting an audible 'Ooof' leave me, and they dragged me by my ankles back to the hall
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Zena Whichard
Dylan, what are you going to do next? Everything you are doing is not working out so well for you.
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JANIEL Mongroo
The book seemed ok until she just kept doing stupid things I was looking for something else she's annoying at this point
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