DANGER LOOMS.

THEO’S POINT OF VIEW. On the outside, I looked like the golden boy everyone at school thought I was. My uniform pressed perfectly, so it hugged my body perfectly as I walked the halls of Ravenscroft High, with my chin up and my signature smirk on my face. The girls walked past me, but not without sending a wink or a few seductive smiles my way. It was easy to fake it, to pretend that everything was perfect, that the descendant of a long-reigning queen of England was as prim and proper as they expected. But beneath it all, my skin burned with the scars and bruises from last night’s episode with my father. I was used to it, having to fake it so everyone would not know I put up a façade. But today, it felt different, because I don’t know if I’d be able to hide it from a certain raven-haired beauty with her name engraved on my fucking skin. I had a feeling Lucien already knew, and probably Cassian, but they kept quiet until I was ready to speak about it. They all looked at me like a part