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hard and fast.
    Electricity forked through the room, and she directed it
toward the lead table.
    Sparks arched up the metal legs.
    Within seconds, the girls launched to their feet with a
collective squeal, rubbing their asses while they scurried away, dumping trays
of food over themselves in their haste.
    Raven smothered her smile and dropped her gaze to her food.
Durant snorted and continued to eat. The room grew eerily quiet. Some of the
kids smiled, a few others snickered.
    Much to her surprise, the creature gave a snort as well, seemingly
to approve of her petty revenge.
    The girls marched past them, heads held high, humiliation
burning in their cheeks as they headed out the door…all but one.
    The lead girl stopped at their table, hatred fizzing around
her like the buzz of an annoying insect. “You did this.”
    The whole room fell silent, all eyes on them.
    “Prove it.” Magic swelled around Raven, the air turning
overly sweet until her teeth ached.
    “They’re guests of the coven.” A young male, probably just
short of graduating, strolled boldly up to their table, tossing an apple in the
air before catching it. He was thin, his blond hair short in the back and
styled longer in the front. There was something gregarious about the boy that
made Raven want to smile and invite him to sit with them. “You’re already
pushing the boundaries, Paige.”
    The girl spun to face him, wrath darkening her eyes, her
long blonde hair whipping out in her agitation. “Mind your own business,
wizard.”
    “Of course.” He bowed, then his eyes lit with mischief. “You
have something on your dress.” Then with a perfectly straight face, he pulled a
noodle off her skirt.
    A scream of rage escaped behind the girl’s clenched teeth.
Magic rippled in the air, knocking the boy on his ass.
    Raven shot to her feet, but the girl had already turned,
storming across the room toward the door. By the time Raven reached the kid’s
side, he was already on his feet, a little wisp of smoke curling up from his
chest where the stuck-up princess had struck him with a hex. “Are you all
right?”
    The boy shrugged and pulled out a necklace. The small metal
charm was now charred beyond recognition. “She does it about once a week. If
she hadn’t done it now, she’d have found a different excuse to do it later.”
    The reply baffled Raven. “Why?”
    The kid appeared startled, his eyebrows inching up his face.
“Because she’s a witch, and I’m only a wizard.”
    The answer meant absolutely nothing to her. “Explain.”
    Dawning understanding crossed his face. “A witch can harness
and cast magic. A wizard can only manipulate existing magic. We’re considered
second-class citizens. Only the best of us are allowed to train here. They
resent having us in their classes.”
    Curiosity got the better of her. “Train for what?”
    “The witches are being trained in how to cast. The rest of
us are shown how to make potions and amulets to sell. We work in the specialty
shops for humans.”
    He appeared resigned to his fate.
    “Like wizards are the working class compared to their
royalty?”
    A smile quirked his lips at the analogy. “Exactly.” Another
bell gonged in the distance. “I’d better go. Good luck.”
    He straightened abruptly, flashed a smile that would seduce
many a women in a year or two, and walked backwards. “I’m Luca, by the way.”
    Raven watched him leave, his blond head blending in with the
rest of the students. Despite her determination not to like the witches, Luca
had charmed her. He reminded her that not all witches were the same. Just like
any other species, people here were both good and bad.
    Her presence on campus suddenly became clear. She’d been selected
to find a killer. Someone on campus was murdering witches. It was the only thing
that could possibly explain why they’d invite someone like her into their coven
and school.
    When the cafeteria was empty, Raven noticed Heloise waiting
by the