Chapter Thirty

"Guardian Castile, get those seven to safety and protect them. We've certainly got company tonight." I told him stiffly and gestured at the other seven undergraduates.

"What are you talking about, Kai?" Ali frowned at me. I grabbed his collar and tugged him down so that I could whisper into his ear.

"There are friggin' Strigoi out there. I can smell blood, that means that the two guardians that you left here are now dead. Get those seven to safety."

"You need to get to safety as well," he told me sternly.

"Just get them out of here. I've got this covered. I've lived here for the past six years, I know how this place runs and I know it like the back of my hand." I glared at him.

"You're not fighting with them." Ali scowled at me. "Brent, Johnson, get the eight kids out of here," he ordered.

"Wait, what?" Brent blinked in shock at the sudden order.

"Damn it, Ozera, make sure the dozing ones get the hell out of here fast!" I warned him with a desperate plea in my eyes.

"Take care of your