THE NEW DUKE

SERAPHINA’S POINT OF VIEW. A FEW DAYS AFTER THE FUNERAL. I stared at my phone with my lips between my teeth, my skin flush with nervousness as my finger hovered over Theo’s contact information. He hadn’t been to school ever since that day, and everyone had been brimming with the news of his father’s death. The horsemen weren’t at school either, so I couldn’t even ask anyone anything about his whereabouts. I was guessing that they had gone to show him some support at this time. The last time I’d seen Phillp Kingswell, he’d made my blood run cold with his dark eyes. They were almost soulless, like there was no thought behind them. I noticed the way his eyes ran over my body, like he was…fascinated at the sight. But not in a good way, it felt like he regarded me as a specimen to be split open and used for an experiment. I hated that. Ever since then, I’ve had to fight nightmares and found myself waking up in the middle of the night with a shudder. I hadn’t spoken to Theo ever since eithe