There's something about those words that gives Draca pause. A gravity to them that spoke of more than sneaking back to the dorm or to some dark shadowed and empty classroom.

Draca withdraws slightly, her hands moving to cling to Cassie's. "What do you mean?" The kissing had been hot but this was something else. Scary and exciting and maybe just a tease, a hope. Or maybe it was something more.

"What do you mean when you say leave?"

Because much as she feels loyal to her family, she also feels terrified for what's to come and their odds of surviving it.