Zia was up to something.
It had been a week since we arrived at the university, and Governor Corvus had yet to contact us. I was fully expecting Zia to go berserk already, but she was uncharacteristically well-behaved. Her anger management issues, which she likely inherited from the feral side of her sire's wolf, were often a problem. To see her so calm and composed despite the utter disrespect of the city's rulers was disconcerting.
So I began investigating, which led me to the conclusion that Zia was up to no good. I covertly followed her throughout the university, just like I'd been doing these past couple of days whenever I didn't have any classes. She was mostly alone except for the times Imogen was available as well, and that's when the two of them entered various buildings and est
