“Who else could be calling us?” Andre asked as he and Rafe stood in the middle of the school’s administration office, which housed Gylarcan, Emais, and their assistants’ rooms.“I don’t know, but I don’t like it,” Rafe pursed his lips. “If it’s who I’m thinking it is, then…”He didn’t know too many friendlies outside of Beau, Toby, and Andre’s foster family. Which meant that whoever was ringing wasn’t a companion at all.It hit the omé a second later, his face paling the slightest bit. “You mean-”Before he could verbalize his speculations, a three-foot woman with near-translucent skin, leafy, curly hair, and adorned in a white work shirt and a green midi dress floated from her cubicle and over to the two waiting boys. The nameplate that hung on the corner read “Mrs. Fayetta Glana – Secretary, Pixie.”“Mr. Gold and Mr. Watson,” she called from them, her voice unexpectedly deep for her size. “Right this way.”“Do you know who’s calling us, ma’am?” Andre questioned, a nervous tremor in

Andre sighed as he set down the two backpacks of canteens. In all honesty, aside from being the water boy, which he was doing well at being, there wasn’t much of a difference from just watching Rafe train in the gym for several hours.Although, the process seemed a bit more rigorous. Coach Hemming, the head instructor, in the span of forty-five minutes, subjected them to one brutal workout after another. Running with weights, pinky pushups, seemingly endless shadow boxing, and many other things that would kill a normal person.All without the use of powers. Gia Hallsworth, eat your heart out.Thankfully, the wolf coach was satisfied with the energy he had stolen from them and called for a five-minute before their last session.“You know, to be honest, this doesn’t seem too different from FTS,” Andre mentioned to Rafe as he refilled the canteens for the others, who looked like they were about to drop dead at any second.Rafe, however, appeared lively and glowing more than ever in his d

“I say, this certainly is a battle of legends, is it not?” Lick Dane asked enthusiastically. “I mean, werewolf… and a vampire? What are the odds?”“These two species butt heads like cats and dogs every second of the day,” Big Ol’ Junior dismissed. “Nothing too special.”“Aye! What the fuck!?” Rafe heard Zoel shout in indignation.“But it’s not every day you see them with this kind of strength.”Cain and Demetrius were exchanging furious combinations of punches and kicks, striking and blocking at such high speeds, Rafe was pretty sure the ground was slightly rumbling underneath them. The alpha wolf was able to break the chain by latching onto one of the vampire’s thrown fists and quickly delivering one across the chin, sending his opponent airborne.Unfortunately, the Primer Club’s bloodsucker was quick to retaliate in a big way, thrusting out his palms and having a bright, chilling ball of frost form. Cain could only cross his arms to guard against the icy beam. The explosion was as b

Several minutes of searching for Pratwith’s backyard later, the first-years stood gaping as they were greeted with the sight of an ancient relic. How else were they supposed to react to an actual colosseum being the school’s sports stadium? Of course, it was more refurbished than the original with comfortable seating for the thousands of people in the audience.Speaking of the audience, it was quite clear that there were more Pratwith fans present than Ironward ones judging by the smaller section of groups that immediately shot up and began cheering as soon as Rafe and the others walked in. Nevertheless, it didn’t deter any of them. A million more were watching from their TV screens.“A lot smaller than I thought!” Frodd spoke louder than usual, making Landon snicker.One would have thought it was because of the booming crowds had there not been a particular troop of Pratwith participants, signified by their magenta and blue uniforms, gathered around nearby. The barbarian was graced w

Joe woke up with a start, pink soothing his aches before rejuvenating his energy back to normal levels. Wide, purple eyes scanned his surroundings – his teammates and the stage that was somehow no longer in pieces after his last attack. Being a living bomb will do that for you.“Was it all a dream?” he muttered blankly.“A dream come true,” Rafe placed a hand on his shoulder, scanning him up and down. “You okay?”“You won, man!” Landon cheered. “That explosion thingy you just did saved you the match. Flashy!”Andre was soon over, a hint of a shine to his brow as he delivered a bottle of water to him. Being the only water boy really must be a challenge on its own with all that running around he had to do. “Here’s your prize, champ!”Joe thanked him and took the offering, and his whole being relaxed as he practically guzzled down the soothing liquid.“Well done,” he heard Sigil say as he gulped. “Got a little distracted in some places, but we can clean that up next practice.”“Sorry. Se