I don’t want to leave, though. To most of the students at Wolf Hall, the academy’s walls feel like they’re closing in on them. The place can feel like a prison, perched on its vantage point at the top of our little mountain. Not for me, though. This place has been my sanctuary for the past three years. My home. I decided a long time ago that I would only leave if my very life depended on it. And it might come to that if Wren doesn’t mind his own business.
