{Elira}
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The laughter that followed was soft, but it burned worse than fire. It dug under my skin until my nails bit into my palms.
My breath came tight, but I didn't look down. Not this time.
Kaelis reclined back into her chair, swirling the rim of her teacup as though she held court and not a school office.
"You stand here, Elira Shaw, denying our authority, refusing to respect our summons, accusing us of… playing games?" Her voice dripped sugar, but her eyes glittered sharp.
"That's exactly what you're doing," I muttered before I could stop myself.
For a second, silence fell.
Then Soraya barked a sharp laugh, cold and joyless. "Listen to her. The little Omega has claws."
"Claws that will get her clipped," Thorne added, his coin flicking higher, catching light before disappearing into his palm.
