On returning to her room, it wasn’t up to a few seconds when a gentle knock sounded on the door.
Alarmed, Mina froze mid-step. Again? She turned toward the door, her mind racing. For the second time that evening, someone had come looking for her—and this time, she felt a strange chill of unease crawl down her spine.
“Who could it be now?” she muttered under her breath, clutching her small bag tightly.
Her first thought was that it might be Beta Matt again. The idea made her heart sink. She didn’t want to hear any more of his strange excuses or awkward small talk. Time was running out—if she delayed any longer, she would miss her chance to sneak out unnoticed.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door—only to stop short.
It wasn’t Beta Matt.
Standing in the doorway was Miko. His expre
