Chapter Eighteen: Pleasure Park

NYX’s POV

“Ready?” Clyde asked, searching my face for any trace of discomfort even after I’d told him I was fine.

A few of the rebels who needed disguises like the vampires and trolls were transformed using shapeshifting spells and now we stood in front of a door that looked a lot like the Magic doors back at the academy.

“We found this door here when we chose this hideout, but I was able to modify it since the magic doors at Salvador cannot take you outside of school,” Clyde said, placing his palm on the door. His runic tattoos began to glow and I watched on in awe as the bright light covered the door.

Afterward, he cracked the door open, ushering the other rebels through it until it was just Clyde and me who left.

I stood there, rethinking my decisions. What if all of this turned terribly wrong?

“Nyx?”

The way my name rolled off his tongue was gentle and

his outstretched hand was inviting, holding a promise of fun and adventure.

I sucked in a shaky breath before placing my hand i