Blood Spell, Episode #4

Nice to Spell You

I found my room thirty minutes later thanks to the paperwork Mrs. Alcott had given me. It had my dorm number, a campus map, and a highlighted path from the student center to the dorms. I just had to find the student center first. And I refused to ask for help from wandering Trinity students I happened to pass.

I didn’t see anyone I knew. But I didn’t trust Evren enough to assume he hadn’t prepared everyone for my arrival. That there wasn’t some I-hate-Fallon-Hart club already meeting twice a week under his stalwart leadership. Plus, I got enough side eyes and surprised glances that I was positive everyone knew who I was already.

My keycard opened all the doors I needed it to though, so that was a small bonus. And eventually I found my room—number six—on the sixth floor. Coincidence? Maybe. But the painted numbers six and six before and after the dorm number told me this room assignment probably wasn’t an accident.

Was this Evren’s doing too? It was hard to believe he had power inside the girl’s dormitory. But . . . who knew with him.

And who cared.

I could handle room six-six-six. It somehow seemed more than appropriate after the last several weeks.