Bloody Savage God: A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance (Godless Heathens - Chryseum Academy Book 1) by Jordan Grant

Author:Jordan Grant [Grant, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

15

WILLOW

I leave group therapy and walk out into the hallway, the heavy wooden door softly scraping against the floor and shutting behind me with a dull thud.

"That looked like fun," Trixie says, kicking off the wall across from me with a grin. "I'm headed to the art room to pilfer charcoal sticks. Wanna joinsies?"

"Nah." I shake my head. My hopes and dreams for today are set on fictional characters and faraway lands. "I'm headed to the library. Meet up this afternoon?"

"Sure thing, roomie," she says, nodding before giving me a sailor's salute and starting away, down the hall. She turns abruptly to look at me, raising an eyebrow. "Oh and Willow, do you remember what I told you?"

"Kick ‘em in the balls?" I offer, only half-joking.

I'm pretty sure that was like rule 286 in Trixie's indeterminable list of do's and don'ts to survive the Asylum.

She laughs and shoots me a toothy grin.

"Yeah," she agrees, "I'm sure I said that at some point, but now I mean be careful, okay?"

"'Kay," I agree, and though I appreciate the sentiment, especially after Gabe threw invisible daggers at me during group therapy, I'm feeling pretty safe lately all by myself. No one's bothered me in weeks, well, except for the uncivilized assholes fresh out of the hole before Saint's friends stepped in and saved me from them.

Ever since the morning I stabbed myself in the dining hall and managed to topple the almighty Saint from his bullshit throne, my life at Chryseum has been okay. Sure, the teachers still suck—most of them at least—and the guards are even less stellar, but the worst treatment I've garnered is the occasional curious look in my direction. And that's completely fine by me. I'm four weeks into my stay at the Asylum, and I'm not here to make friends, though I got lucky with Trixie.

I don't fraternize. I follow the plan. I keep my head down and survive. I am left alone for the most part, and that's just how I like it.

I'm not stupid or crazy enough to think I can escape this place. Escape isn't an option anymore, not after the last time I saw Saint, when the doctor was working on my hand, and my father threatened to disown me if I even attempted it. I'd be penniless, homeless, and without anyone, and that would be worse, I think, to not have your prison confined to four walls, but instead, have the entire world an unfriendly and unforgiving cage.

So I made a new plan. I changed course, and now all I have to do is bide my time until graduation. Then Papa can't control the money Mama left me, and I'll have that at least if he won't let me come home.

The past few days have actually been tolerable at the Academy. Not nice, but definitely tolerable.

Last Friday, a fight broke out in my mathematics class—one of the few where the teacher at least tries to teach us something. A minute in, a girl landed on my desk, her palms landing flat on the top.

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