Not Yet Mine

(Zan's POV)

I shoved both hands deep into my coat pockets and kept my boots moving against the cold stone floor. The corridor was quiet this early in the morning, save for the dull echo of my own footsteps. I had sent Jaxon and Piper ahead to homeroom without me. I needed the space. I needed room to breathe.

My temples throbbed with a dull headache, but the real ache sat heavier, lodged deep behi