Darius watches my face for a second, and I swallow as his eyes run down my body and to my lap, making me shift uncomfortably. He growls; the noise gives me goosebumps as he towers over me.
“Lycus, go get her some clothes. Kalen, go grab her a shirt until Lycus comes back so she can shower,” Darius says, pushing off the bed away from me. Lycus nods to him, walking out quickly, and so does Kalen, leaving me with Darius and Tobias.
“You attend every class. Someone will pick you up from your room in the morning to take you down to the mess hall, where all meals are served for those who live here.”
“Where am I?” I ask before I can stop myself. Darius doesn’t like being talked over as he takes a deep breath, and I watch his hands clench into fists at his sides before looking down.
“Meals a
