Athena Academy

Previously

…"They aren't just trying to fail me," Lyra whispered, her voice shaking as she stared at the paper. "They want to kill him." Across the room, one of her roommates let out a mocking laugh, whispering something to the others. Lyra ignored them. She pulled up her left sleeve, staring at the jagged birthmark on her forearm. It was glowing faintly now, a dull amber light that throbbed in perfect, rhythmic synchronization with the soft breathing of Ember, who lay sleeping on her coat at the foot of the bed. The academy thought they were purging a defective failure. But as Lyra looked from her glowing skin to her sleeping beast, she knew they had no idea what they were actually unleashing.