Chapter 3

Chapter 3 New Day, New Issue

Lana

After parting ways with Olivia on bad terms, I lugged my suitcase back to the hotel room—but the cost was already blowing through my budget.

I was desperate to find a new place, fast. So I grabbed my phone and called student housing first to see about a transfer but was given excuse after excuse as to why it couldn’t be done.

But I sensed something off from the receptionist’s flustered, rambling excuses. When I pressed her, she finally—vaguely—implied it was because I’d made an enemy of someone on the board of trustees.

My heart sank. The only person I knew with any connection to the trustees was Olivia. She came from a wealthy pack and loved to casually drop names and flaunt her connections—something she’d never been shy about reminding me.

So much for switching dorms. It wasn’t happening.