Thornhill Academy (By Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 104

Oh, shit,” I mutter.

Rhaziel’s eyes open instantly. He doesn’t move for a heartbeat, just blinks up at me, the purr fading into silence. “You are awake,” he says, voice rough with sleep. His gaze drifts lower, following the faint light that threads over my arms.

The corner of his mouth lifts. “Ah.”

“Ah?” I echo, half–horror, half–fascinated. “Is this,” I gesture wildly at my chest “—supposed to happen?”

He sits up, the blanket falling away. Shadows slide across his bare shoulders, slow and alive, and his tail comes around my waist. He hums thoughtfully, tilting his head like he’s studying a rare artifact.

“I am not entirely sure,” he admits. “No one has ever fed from me and lived to see another sunrise.”

I stare. “You could have led with that yesterday.”

He chuckles, a quiet sound that rumbles through the air. “It seemed unwise to mention it mid–lesson.”

I glare at him, but my pulse won’t calm. The sigils pulse with it, glowing brighter when my heart skips a beat. I touch one, tracing the line with my fingertip. The glow deepens under my touch, as if my body recognises the movement.

“What do they mean?” I ask.

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