Chapter 45. A Civilized Truce

Owen’s POV

I was in my room arranging my things which were why I arrived late to the farm everyone was in. Immediately I arrived, the first thing I saw was Genevieve’s horrified expression. She was staring at something covering her mouth with trembling hands. I frowned, wondering what she was looking at, that was making her look so scared. Her friend called out to her but it seemed like she didn’t hear. Her friend walked up to her and lightly tapped her shoulder, but she still got no response.

Her eyes darted towards what Genevieve was staring so intently at. She screamed out of fright hurriedly moving back. I ran towards her without thinking. I glanced towards the ditch and found a bunch of dead dismembered crows. I stepped in front of her shielding her from its horrific view. It was normal for a crow to die but many dying at the same time with severed body parts was unusual. Other students surrounded us, all whispering and staring behind me.

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