Chapter 18: Absolute Power

If Violet had thought Mary was a walking Encyclopedia, then Lila was the world wide web. She never stopped talking. And Violet made a secret note never to let her secret out to her because God knows who she might leak the information to.

Although Violet noticed that every word she let out was essential information required for her stay here and there was no backbiting — at least to someone that doesn’t deserve it. But even at that, Violet was keeping her secrets to herself.

Just like her, every student in the West house was heading to the dining hall. And it seemed old habits don’t die young because just like her first day at school, the student’s creepy stares followed her as usual making her skin prinkle with the awareness.

However, Violet was pretty much used to it and ignored them, listening avidly to the stories Lila had to offer, keeping the important ones and filtering out the rest.

"About Ivy...." Lila switched topics as they made it outside, now following the flock of students heading in the same direction. "Don’t hate her too much, she’s not like you think."

Violet frowned at her, "It’s the fact you think I’m stuck up on such frivolous things that annoy me. I didn’t come to this academy to -".

"Yeah yeah, blah blah, you don’t have a heart and literally don’t care about anybody, I understand." Lila cut her off before she could continue. It might have been a day but she already knew Violet’s personality.

"Deny it all she wants but the truth remains Ivy sees you as a threat and possibly jealous of you."

"Exactly, why?" Violet asked, her tone raising as the ire grew inside of her again upon remembering yesterday’s incident. "I already told her what to do if she’s that jealous."

"Calm down, Violet. Let me fill you in," Lila began. "If you haven’t noticed, Lunaris Academy only accepts the wealthy, the spectacular, and the privileged. The Sinclair family may be new money, but when Ivy first applied, she was rejected. Can you imagine the shame? Even as an elite, she didn’t make the cut. Now there are rumors that the Sinclairs paid their way into the scholarship, just to get Ivy here. And then here you come, on your first day, making it into the top twenty—a feat no one else has accomplished. A feat Ivy believes she would’ve achieved, and more, if only she’d had that one chance encounter with Griffin."

Griffin. Tell her she won’t miss the next opportunity if she sticks around me," Violet replied, voice

she was still planning, being throttled by Griffin might end up the

if she stayed in this school. Violet planned to meet with Principal Jameson to have her scholarship revoked, if

wouldn’t give up. Beneath Violet’s hard exterior, Lila sensed there was softness;

school building than the dormitories. Although the west house had a vending machine in its hallway that dispensed snacks,

hurried ahead to hold the door open for Violet, sweeping her arm with mock grandeur. "Welcome to the Silvered Court,

raising an

dining hall." Lila winked. "You’ll understand when you get

to dismiss Lila’s words as mere exaggeration, there was already a line

stepped inside, with Lila holding the door open just a bit longer than necessary, letting it swing shut almost in the next student’s face. The student cursed while Lila grinned,

dining hall in all its glory. And to be honest, Lila had not been lying by calling it the silvered court. It

majestic, crafted with all the extravagance befitting the academy. It was vast, large enough to hold hundreds

windows, illuminating the hall’s classical design, dominated by cream and gold. The marble floor gleamed, reflecting the opulence of

across the hall. However, that was where everything kind about it ended. Beneath this beauty lay

for ordinary students—humans and lower-ranked werewolves who

however their seating lacked the

as these students were constantly

a subtle division existed: humans and werewolves each had their own areas, though some mingled. But both groups remained equally

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