Canaan Club (Progenies of Ironward #1)

Chapter 12

The interior of the dorm rooms was a lot better than a lot of ones he’s seen in photos. For first-years, there was a lot of space for two people. It looked more like a wizard’s bedroom, mini-queen beds on each side of the room along with their own desks with a large window in between, a sliding closet door adjacent to the exit, and a small couch beside it.

It was inhabitable, and that was all that Rafe had cared about. Andre, on the other hand, had been gushing about from the curtains to the floor plan. It made the superhuman a little miffed. Not at Andre, but Graybite and their agenda against omegas in general.

Currently, Rafe’s eyes were shooting open, having been in the middle of a nap, to stare up into the faces of Andre and Joe, who appeared a lot farther above the omé. He was about to question this when the Ares super beat him to it.

“Hey, bro! Wake up! It’s explorin’ time!”

Rafe huffed as he sat up from his bed, but immediately stopped short when he noticed Joe standing a few i