Where Monsters Lie_An Academy Bully Romance by Eden Beck

Author:Eden Beck [Beck, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-13T05:00:00+00:00

Not enough, unfortunately, for me to do anything about it.

In the weeks following my incident with Sawyer, I notice him change. He barely speaks up in class anymore. He moves away if I’m anywhere near him. He even changes his seats in all our classes so we’re nowhere near each other. I’m still scared of my own sick satisfaction every time I see him … but he betrayed me last year.

I don’t have time to think about the ache deep down inside myself. It’s too overshadowed by that sick sense of poetic justice at watching him suffer, just a bit.

Erin confronts me, and I tell her as much, but I end up dwelling on her reply: “How does this make you any better?”

I never meant to be better. I just want to get even.

More than ever.

The night after Piers and I finalize our plans for our hunt, I can’t sleep. I toss and turn, always feeling a constriction in my chest as I try to drift off. The snatches of sleep I manage to catch are plagued with hellish dreams—the upcoming hunt, the battle last year, my parents.

Finally, I sit up and glance at my alarm clock.

If I can’t sleep, I might as well try my hand at night tracking.

Cleaver has taken to sleeping on the floor by my bed since I sleep so fitfully now, but he perks up as he hears me jangling his leash. I slip on my winter clothes and snow boots, attach Cleaver’s leash to his collar, and tug him out the door.

I avoid the staff guarding certain entrances and exits; I know there are harsher punishments now for people breaking curfew. It’s simple to find a door that isn’t guarded and slip out into the night. It’s brighter than I expected. A blanket of snow covers the ground, as well as the trees in the distance, and it seems to glow in the moonlight.

I shiver, but not just from the cold. It’s an eerie atmosphere.

I feel safer once I reach the woods bordering the school grounds. Almost immediately, Cleaver and I come across some tracks in the snow. I crouch down to give them a closer look, but it’s not immediately clear what it is. It’s too old. All I can tell for sure is that whatever it is, it definitely isn’t human.

“Ready, boy?” I ask, straightening back up. I look down at Cleaver, wait until he looks back up and points his tail, and then let him off his leash. He sniffs at the tracks a moment as snow sprinkles his snout. After a couple seconds, he glances back up at me and sneezes. I laugh as he trots away as if nothing happened.

I follow him for a bit, walking along the trail the tracks make, until his nose leads him elsewhere and he disappears into the forest. Now the race begins.

I still can’t identify what sort of monster made the tracks. They’re old enough that they’re half-covered in snow. Sometimes they disappear

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