Wraith lets go and nods. “Yes. Thy grandmother does not approve of thy father. She did not approve when the order elected him Shadow Lord. And that is why she is taking away those you love.”
I’m confused. “But why is she targeting me? I haven’t done anything to her.”
“She is targeting thee, Princess, because of the simple fact that thee exists. In her world, humans and supernatural beings stay apart from each other because the supernatural beings are supreme over humans. Thou art part human, and the Shadow Lord’s daughter. If she destroys thee, then destroying thy father will be that much easier.”
I shake my head. My phone vibrates in my pocket. I take it out, the bedazzled cover cool and bumpy against my palm. The glaring glow of the screen brightly proclaims that I have fifteen new texts and three missed calls. I sigh, knowing without looking that they’re all from The Clique. I’m about to put my phone back when I see the time.
“Wraith, I need to get to school.”
“Why? I though thou did not wish to go.”
I shove my phone back in my pocket and get back in the corvette. “I do not wish…I mean I don’t want to go, but I kind of have to, and The Clique won’t leave me alone, they want to make sure I’m okay.”
Wraith materializes in the driver’s seat. “And art thou…okay?” he asks, stumbling over the foreign word.
I shrug and press my forehead against the cool window. “I’m not sure, but I need to go.”
Wraith nods and starts driving to my school. My phone continues buzzing like a deranged hummingbird, but I can’t handle answering right now, so I turn it off and leave it alone.