Edge of Control

(Neva’s POV)

The principal’s office was cold as usual.

I sat, stiff and silent, as Principal Balthazar stood by the tall window, arms folded behind his back. He was pretending to admire the school grounds but Xylia could smell the fear rolling off him in heavy waves.

I felt a sting of guilt for a brief second because I had almost killed him that night at Thalia’s party, but the feeling withered aw