Chapter 652: Have A Talk

The classroom door swung open, and Daisy let out a long breath of relief. "Thank God, you’re here." She hurried forward and wrapped Ivy in a tight hug.

Ivy embraced her back, then pulled back, eyes wide and tense. "She really called you? Luna Zara?"

Daisy nodded, still shaken. "Yeah. She questioned me about Violet and Lila."

Ivy’s expression twisted in fear. "What do you think we should do? What if we just run away? My family has a private property in the city. We can hide out there until this all blows over."

But Daisy shook her head. "No, Ivy. Running away only proves we’re hiding something. We can’t do that."

Ivy hesitated. "Then what do we do?"

"We stay," Daisy told her. "We simply keep our heads down, and act normal. The moment we run, we look guilty. Violet would want us to be brave, not cowards."

Ivy sighed, running her hand through her hair. "What in the world is going on here? Where is Violet? What happened this time?"

"There’s one person we can get information from," Daisy said.

"Who?" Ivy asked warily.

"Natalie Avax."

It was just one name, but Ivy’s face twisted instantly in disgust.

"Blah!" she groaned, making a face. "You mean the bitch who took Violet’s place?"

been the one in charge of the fifth house, but Natalie, with her family name, privilege, and connections, had snatched

have been cool with it," Ivy muttered, crossing her arms,

though Principal Jameson claimed the Luna ranking had been scrapped, the hierarchy still existed. Only this time, a human was sitting on the throne ruling as the

you’ve got a beef with Natalie, but if there’s anyone in this academy who has information on what’s happening, it’s

frowned, reluctant. "Fine. Let’s go,"

almost twenty minutes of searching, they finally found Natalie

one of the reading tables, lunch spread out neatly before her: a bowl of creamy pasta, fruit slices arranged in perfect symmetry, and

"Shouldn’t the queen bee be eating somewhere less common?"

shot her a look

gaze, her eyes cold and calculating. "Violet’s minions," she

gasped. "Minions?

her the eye again, a silent warning. Then she cleared her throat and said, "We

fork between her fingers. "And

Ivy jumped in, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "Because, at some point, I actually believed you were

lips curling into a smirk. "Tough luck," she said with a cutting tone, " "You really can’t tell the difference between

her voice pleading. "Look, Natalie, we’re not entitled to your help. You don’t owe us anything. But Violet is our friend. We just want to

to pity flashed in Natalie’s eyes then, a subtle crack in her icy composure. She leaned back in her chair. "Fine," she said at last, "since you’re so

loud enough that a few students at nearby tables turned their

There’s already enough tension brewing at in the wolf packs. We don’t need the whole academy panicking. And yes, you did not hear that from

a quick look with Ivy. "Missing?" she whispered. "What do you mean missing? Where did they

don’t know," she said flatly. "And honestly, I’ve answered your question

Daisy touched her arm in warning. "Thank you for

didn’t respond, she just waved them off dismissively, like she couldn’t care less

breath, "So Luna Zara came to us thinking we actually have an idea where

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