Chapter 20: The first Encounter

Chapter 20: The First Encounter

It started as a normal afternoon. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the school grounds as students lingered to chat, finish assignments, or pack up for the day. Anita was in the library, poring over a thick history textbook, when Jace appeared beside her.

“We need to leave,” he said in a low voice, his eyes scanning the windows.

Anita looked up, startled by his tense expression. “What’s wrong?”

Jace leaned closer, his voice barely above a whisper. “We’re being watched.”

Her stomach dropped. “Watched? By who?”

“I don’t know yet,” Jace admitted, his sharp gaze flicking to the window again. “But whoever it is, they’re not friendly.”

Anita hesitated, her mind racing. She glanced out the window, but all she could see was the school’s courtyard, empty except for a few students walking to their cars.

“You’re sure?” she asked, her voice tinged with doubt.

Jace shot her a look. “Would I say it if I wasn’t?”

That was enough to get her moving. Grabbing her bag, Anita followed Jace out of the library. The tension in the air was palpable as they walked through the emptying halls.

When they stepped outside, the cool evening breeze hit her, but it did little to calm her nerves. Jace stopped abruptly, his head tilting slightly, like he was listening for something.

“What is it?” Anita asked, her voice barely audible.

“Over there,” Jace murmured, nodding toward the edge of the parking lot where the shadows of the trees stretched ominously.

At first, Anita saw nothing. But then, as her eyes adjusted, she noticed a figure partially concealed in the shadows. The person stood unnaturally still, their face obscured by a hood.

“Stay here,” Jace ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“Wait, are you just going to—” Anita began, but Jace was already moving toward the figure.

Her heart pounded as she watched him approach, his posture tense but confident. The figure didn’t move, even as Jace stopped a few feet away.

“Who are you?” Jace demanded, his voice firm.

The figure didn’t answer. Instead, they turned slowly, their movements almost too smooth, and fixed their gaze on Anita. Even from a distance, she felt the intensity of their stare. It sent a shiver down her spine.

Before Jace could take another step, the figure disappeared—vanished into thin air as if they were never there.

“What the—” Anita started, running to Jace’s side.

“They’re testing us,” Jace said grimly, his eyes still scanning the area. “Whoever that was, they wanted to make their presence known.”

“Why me?” Anita asked, her voice trembling. “Why are they after me?”

Jace turned to her, his expression softening slightly. “Because of the fox bead. You’re its host now, and that makes you a beacon—for good and bad.”

Anita swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling over her. “So, what do we do?”

“We stay vigilant,” Jace said firmly. “And next time, we don’t let them get away so easily.”

As they walked home, Anita couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. The encounter left her unsettled, but it also ignited a spark of determination. Whoever—or whatever—was out there wouldn’t scare her into hiding.

Not when she had Jace by her side.