Chapter 336: Harvard

Book Nine: Divided Heart

I grunted from the weight of the suitcase as I heaved it out of the back of the van. What had I packed again? I didn't remember it being this heavy when I loaded it into the car only seven hours ago.

Seven long and painful hours. I forced a smile as Esther and Estelle stepped up onto the curb, matching prim skirts and twin sets as much their uniform as their very comfortable looking shoes.

They didn't smile back, but through my connection to them from the family magic, I was sure their flat expressions had nothing to do with how they felt about me.

Well. Pretty sure.

Charlotte didn't say a word as she popped out the handle at the top of the suitcase before standing just behind me, waiting. The weregirl's insistence on joining me as my bodyguard hadn't ended with me leaving for college. Quite the opposite. Here I was, first year at Harvard, and I had extra baggage outside my clothes and personal items.

Story of my life.