Dark Angel Academy (The Complete Series) - G. Bailey Page 0,45

just as a healer in green robes like they all wear, comes into the room.

“You are free to go. The swelling and bruising will go down in a short time,” she tells me as she picks up a notebook from the end of my bed. I notice the notebook has my name on the outside of it.

“Is my friend Vesnia okay?” I question, needing to know if she got through the class okay. I couldn’t imagine a world without her in it at this point.

“The red-haired girl?” she asks as she scribbles on a notebook in her hand. “Vesnia was here, but she was ordered to return to class. You have the rest of the day off.”

“Thank you,” I say as she leaves the room. I make the bed before leaving the room and passing the empty rooms next door to mine before stopping when I hear a familiar voice.

“What’s wrong then?” Henry demands before coughing a few times. “The nose bleeds and vision loss were getting better until recently. Something has changed.”

“It seems you have become somewhat immune to this cure. We will have to search for another strand of the cure,” a nervous sounding healer man replies. So he is sick after all?

A few more coughs fill the room. “And until then?”

“Bed rest and no stress. We will find a way to stop this—”

“Before I die and my parents hunt you down, you mean?” he snaps, and I step into the empty room as I hear their footsteps. I knew Henry was ill, and the thought hurts my heart, because there is no way he can die. I wonder for a brief moment why a healer, an angel, would be scared of human parents?

“Why are you hiding in a room?” Master Gabriel’s voice makes me jump, and I knock a small plastic table over behind me.

“I wasn’t,” I mutter as I pick the table up and the papers that were on top of it. I put it all back together before smiling at Master Gabriel, which hurts my sore face. Master Gabriel searches my face, and a look of pity reaches his eyes for a second before he hides it.

“I was looking for you, Miss Lightson. I wondered if I could test your blood for something,” he asks, folding his hands behind his back.

Odd. Why would he want my blood anyway? Surely it’s like everyone else’s. “For what?”

“Say no!” Ren bursts into the room, floating in front of Master Gabriel so I can hardly see him. My heart beats fast as I run my eyes over Ren, searching for what, I don’t know. A ghost injury? A visual reason why he left me? I want to say a million things to Ren, like, “Hello. Nice to see you again. Where have you been? Why did you kill that vampire?” But I can’t without Master Gabriel thinking I’m utterly mad and talking to myself.

“Why? I ask instead and Ren moves to stand by the doors like he wants to run out of them or something, but his eyes never leave me.

“I was merely curious about your bloodline and ancestors. You remind me of someone, and I wish to know if it is simply a coincidence,” he answers me.

“And if I am related to this someone, will you kill me?” I ask, resting against the bed in the room.

“Of course he will kill you or have someone else do it. Light angels might not be able to lie, but they are masters at avoiding the truth. Do not ignore me, Kaitlyn,” Ren snaps, and I ignore the angry ghost just like he has ignored me for weeks.

“I will not kill you,” Master Gabriel answers. “I am on your side, Miss Lightson. That you can trust.”

I want to tell him I trust no one, and nothing, anymore. Since I’ve came to The Angel Academy, I feel like I’ve been dipped in a bucket of lies and death, and there is no one here to save me but myself.

I’m going to swim my own ass out of this bucket.

And figure out my own life.

“You can do the blood test. I don’t mind,” I answer more for myself. Maybe there is something in my blood that is an answer to why I can see ghosts, to why I’m not normal. I’m already in danger every day I’m at this academy, and it’s only a matter of time before they find out I see ghosts. The end of The Angel Academy means going to