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wonder how she’ll handle explaining it to him.
    My parents died when I was very young, too young to remember anything about them. It left a hollow impression on my heart. I was bounced from relative to relative, but moved out on my own when I was sixteen. Years of work and great grades allowed me to go to college…but then that all fell apart. My dreams, my future plans.
    I’m getting a second chance, at this incredible new life. I’m not going to waste it.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 6
     
    I bolt upright in bed. The clock says it’s just past midnight. Unholy screams are coming from somewhere close. I untangle my feet from the mass of twisted blankets and make my way to the window. The screams continue, shrill and reedy. What is going on? It sounds like someone is being murdered. I rub a circle on the frosted glass, but I can’t make out anything in the dark.
    I pull on my robe and rush into the dimly lit, deserted hall. Damn, this place is creepy in the middle of the night. I wander out of the dormitory, trying to follow the screams, but they seem to echo from every direction as I reach the main staircase. No other doors are open and no one else is out—can’t they hear the screaming?
    A figure steps out in front of me and I swallow a startled cry and stumble backward. The figure brings a candlestick forward and the light illuminates Luke’s face, his high cheekbones and sharp nose casting hard shadows.
    “What are you doing out of your room? You’re not supposed to be in the corridor after bedtime,” he says gruffly. The light flickers across his hard, gorgeous features, the shadows accentuating the pout of his mouth. His eyes are a stark contrast against his pale skin. I feel the muscles in my lower stomach traitorously clench.
    His eyes travel down my body and back up, just like the first day I met him, and an ache coils in between my thighs. I clamp them together, cursing my body’s unfair reaction.
    “Cat got your tongue?” he whispers. I suddenly blush at the realization that I’m in my pajamas, yet part of me can’t help but enjoy the way he’s drinking me in with his heavy-lidded gaze.
    The screams sound again, echoing through the otherwise still night air. I glance at him pointedly and cock my brows. “I came out when I heard those screams. It sounds like someone’s being murdered.”
    His sensuous lips curl into a cocky smirk, and I narrow my eyes in response to his attitude.
    “Those are just the foxes,” he says.
    “Foxes?”
    “Yes, red foxes. They live out in the woods, but sometimes they make an awful racket at night. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
    I frown. “I didn’t say I was afraid. I was worried.”
    He purses his lips skeptically. An unwanted urge to suck his bottom lip into my mouth flickers into my head, but I push it away. I don’t like his assumptions, and my body’s betrayal is getting old.
    “We’re all used to it by now,” he says.
    “I had no way of knowing that.”
    “Now you do. You’ll get used to it, too. You need to go back to your room.” Without asking, he puts his hand on my elbow and steers me back into the hallway. His touch on my bare skin sends shivers up my arm, but his controlling manner is spiraling my temper.
    “I can walk by myself, thank you.” I tug my arm away from him, but he follows me down the hall. The screams seem to taper off as we reach the girl’s dorm.
    Luke glances over his shoulder, then back at me. “See, it’s all safe for you to go back to bed.” He makes no attempt to conceal his distaste for me.
    “What is your problem?” I hiss, my own temper simmering beneath my skin. “You’ve been on my case all day.”
    His eyes flash with a cunning, hard look. “I don’t like people who don’t follow the rules. There’s always one new witch, fresh in the knowledge that they’re special, who wants to test the limits. I think you’re going to give me trouble.”
    “You don’t know anything about me.” I tilt my chin