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~Dristan’s POV~

The hot water scalded my back relentlessly but not nearly enough to burn away the storm spinning inside me.

I stood beneath the stream in the training center locker room, letting the water pour down my face, arms and shoulders—every part of me was tense and coiled like a beast ready to snap.

The meeting with Principal Whitmore replayed over and over in my head like a curse.

The others had been dismissed after the disciplinar ...

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