A Terrible Idea Called Kane Smith

I was supposed to be nobody. No powers. No bloodline. No idea what I was. Just a girl who got an acceptance letter she never applied for, to a school full of shapeshifters who could fly, shift, and burn the world down—while I could barely feel the magic inside me. Everyone told me to stay away from Kane Smith. The last Phoenix. The cursed one. The boy the whole academy feared and hated for sins that weren't even his. I didn't listen. Because when Kane looked at me, he didn't see a fraud or an outcast. He saw a puzzle worth solving. And the closer he looked, the more dangerous the truth became—not just about what I am, but about *who I was born to be*. Someone erased every record of the Phoenix Clan. Someone suppressed my awakening for eighteen years. And someone doesn't want us to find out why. The real heiress was never lost. She was *hidden*.