erate, obsessive girl who used to follow him around the camp

and calculating. She looked at him the way

" the system urged in her h

twitched upward in a mocking sm

His muscles locked tight, expecting her t

ghtly brushed against the collar of his uniform jac

her skin. It was a sharp, clean smell

Bode's nose. H

his lungs. The fading light. And the girl who had pulled him out, her face a blur but her scent-that sharp,

id control

hand shot out and clamped around Sca

ved her hard against the m

backward, terrified by the sudden violence f

e, trapping her. His chest heaved. He gri

me," Bode growled. His breath was hot against he

against the hard stone. She did not flinc

tly. Her lips almost bru

you lose control,

released her wrist. He took two rapid steps ba

. "Target emotional fluctuation cr

is clipboard off the ground.

oice tight. He turned around and walke

. She ignored the staring crowd and walk

door of Class Z. The loud chatt

r for the school team, stood up from his desk in

le. He crossed his thick arms, blo

y with it?" Dwayne sneered. "I'm going to

yne's desk. A heavy, custom-made iridium

r. She grabbed the pen

blink, Scarlett dr

een Dwayne's resting fingers. It buried itself dee

The nib was less than a mil

nees gave out. He collapsed backward into

. She pulled a tissue from he

," sh

. Scarlett walked past Dwayne's trembling body