Evelyn’s POV

In the changing booth, I peeled off my training clothes carefully. The mirror showed exactly what I expected – fresh silver burns crisscrossing over old scars. Blood still seeped from the newest ones.

I pulled out the small container of herbal ointment Luna Isabella had secretly given me. It barely touched the burning, but it was better than nothing. I slathered it on quick, then got dressed, making sure every mark stayed hidden.

When I came out, Nadia was already changed and waiting.

“Let’s go,” she said. “History’s next.”

History class dragged like always, especially after training. But today felt different – I could feel eyes on me from all directions. The sparring match had definitely gotten people’s attention.

“So the Moon Goddess really picks mates for everyone?” Nadia whispered.

“Yeah. But you gotta wait till the first full moon after you turn eighteen to actually sense it.”

“That’s so romantic.”

For someone like me, there probably won’t be any romance. Who’d want a mate everyone else hated?

I could feel Acacia sitting ahead of us, her shoulders rigid. Today’s training had pissed her off big time. I knew payback was coming.

The dismissal bell finally rang. Students started packing up, ready to bolt.

“Today was awesome!” Nadia stretched. “The training here’s no joke.”

“You did great.”

“Still nowhere near your level though.” She grinned.

We headed to our lockers together. That’s when I heard the click of heels on linoleum.

“Stop right there!”

Acacia’s voice cut through the hallway noise like a blade. I stopped walking, bracing myself.

She marched over with Zoey and Chloe trailing behind. Her usual perfect mask was gone – pure rage twisted her features.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” She planted herself in front of me, voice shaking with anger. “Showing off like that, trying to get attention?”

I knew what this was really about. The triplets had all watched our sparring match. In Acacia’s twisted world, that made me a threat.

“I didn’t-”

“Shut up!” Her scream echoed down the hallway, making other students stop and stare. “You murderer! Stop acting like you’re somebody special just because you know how to throw a punch!”

That word hit like a physical blow. Murderer. Yeah, that’s what most people saw when they looked at me.

“You should be like your dead mother and just disappear,” Acacia spat. “The world doesn’t need trash like you-”

“That’s enough.” Nadia stepped between us, her voice calm but deadly. “Are you done?”

Acacia froze. Nobody ever stood up to her in public.

“What are you supposed to be?” She recovered fast, turning her venom on Nadia. “You don’t get to talk here, new girl!”

“Is that right?” Nadia tilted her head, amber eyes flashing. “Pretty sure bullying isn’t allowed anywhere.”

“Bullying?” Acacia sneered. “I’m keeping order! Some people need to know their place-”

“And some people,” Nadia cut her off, “use bullying to hide how empty and insecure they really are.”

Acacia’s face flushed red. “How dare you-”

“We were just leaving,” Acacia said through gritted teeth. She shot me a look that screamed this isn’t over before clicking away with her followers.

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