Chapter 3 - Drill runs.

Cora Windsor did not like the look the boy the principal claimed was her personal guide was giving her. It was an intense look and it made her very uncomfortable. So uncomfortable that her stomach felt sick.

The Principal and Sydney left both of them after brief introductions.

"So, Everett... Nice to meet you." Cora said as she stretched her hand to give him a polite handshake.

Her jumped up in surprise and moved away from her hand.

What a weirdo.

Cora thought as he watched him with amusement.

"Well, handshakes must not be your thing. Are you a germophobe or what?" She asked as she laughed nervously.

Everett cleared his throat as he looked away. It was hard keeping his wolf in control in front of her when all he wanted to do was snatch her and take her in his arms. He wished she could feel the pain he was feeling, the way his wolf whined at her. But she was utterly clueless and it was physically painful.

"I'll get someone to take you to the girls dorm. It's in the right wing, right above those stairs."

"That's all? Nothing about being my personal guide? No useful information?"

Cora asked as she scoffed.

"I'll be seeing you later. For now I think it's best you get settled in." 

Everett gritted his teeth as he practically sprinted away from her.

"Okay, everyone here is so weird." She murmured as she looked at the stairs that were supposed to lead her to her room.

By sheer luck, Cora was able to navigate her way back into her dorm room just like Sydney had shown her.

She walked into the room and found two girls going though her stuff.

They stopped the minute she entered.

The two girls stood up and glared at her. They were tall and lean, with long dark hair and the same expression on their faces. Twins. 

"Hello. Why are you going through my stuff?" Cora asked as she snatched her laptop away from one of them.

"Those things don't work here." The girl commented. She had long flowing dark hair and a mean look.

"I know. My name is Cora Windsor." 

She said to the girls, they continued to watch her like she had horns on her head.

There was one of them on the bed with black woolen hair and smooth olive, her expression was kinder than the rest.

"Why do you smell human? Are you human?" 

She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Cora shook her head as she put her stuff on her unmade bed.

"I'm not human. I'm a werewolf like you."

One of the twins scoffed.

"You certainly don't smell like one. What happened to you?"

Cora turned back to them with her hands on her hips.

"Why don't we start with some introductions first."

"My name is Cora Windsor."

"What pack?" the other twin girl asked.

"Filli Lunae." 

The girl on the bed scoffed, her expression was haughty and dismissive.

"Well, looks like it. Filli Lunae has the highest rate of messed up werewolves."

Cora wanted to utter a retort but the truth was she didn't really know much about her pack. Her pack although was said to be the largest pack in Avalon and their pack wolves were notorious for illegally crossing the veil and going to the human world.

"So what are your names?" She asked ignoring the statement. She was determined to make friends in the academy, even if it was going to be hard.

"My name is Kira. This is my twin sister Ryn. Ruber Luna pack" The two twins pointed at each other. Their movements were so coordinated it seemed as if they moved in a fluid like motion that suggested that they were one.

She turned to the other girl lying on the bed with nothing but a tank top and shorts.

"Diana. Ortus Solis." 

There was a haughty expression on her face, as if she expected Cora to respect her because she was a member of the head pack.

"Well, nice to meet you all. I hope we can be friends."

Her statement wasn't replied and Cora turned back to unpacking her stuff.

Though unpacking under the watchful eyes of her new roommates was a little strange, Cora resolved to make the best out of her situation, but she didn't know how.

She couldn't leave the confines of her room for fear that she would get the same strange stares that she had been getting all day.

She sighed and flopped on her newly made bed as she memorised her schedule. She had Avalonian history and Human Behaviour the next day which was a Monday, Avalonian political system and Defence classes the next day, Study of Human history and Magic classes on a Wednesday, Thursday was dedicated to Defence classes again and Meditation classes. The whole of Friday was used for training.

How the hell was she ever going to get used to all of it?

She asked herself as she reread her schedule. It wasn't as if they were going to be having normal classes. They were not. It was going to be classes she had never in her entire life taken before. Now she was regretting her parents lying to Principal Claude that she had the basic knowledge of Werewolf history. The only knowledge she had of being a werewolf was the little book of Avalon history she skimmed through the morning she left for the Academy.

Her head was filled with thoughts of teenage boy bands and how she would access her Instagram account.

"Ever been to the human world?" She asked randomly as she turned to her roommates.

Kira and Ryn were lying on their bed with their lips entangled. It was dangerously disturbing.

"Once." It was Diana who answered.

"How was it?" She asked Diana who pretended to be very uninterested in the conversation.

"It was boring."

Cora furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, she certainly thought the opposite. Avalon was boring to her. 

"How was it boring? What year did you go?" She asked and Diana opened her eyes and glared at her.

"I went in 2010."

"Yea that was a great year but honestly nothing much was going on then. You should see it now. I spent my whole life in New York and Washington."

"Well, no wonder you smell like a human."

"Yea, well maybe."

She answered with a smile. 

She couldn't help but remember her human friends, Rosie whom she had to lie to that she was moving to Alaska. It was the only place she was sure Rosie would never come looking for. She was pretty sure her friend must be worried sick that she couldn't contact her. Her on and off boyfriend Damien who she wished she could make jealous by posting a picture of her and Alpha Noah.

She wondered if he had gotten back together with Abby the lead cheerleader.

Suddenly there was a loud sound that seemed to pierce the walls of the room and it made Cora's ears hurt while the twins Kira and Ryn growled and thrashed around their bed uncontrollably. Diana looked mildly uncomfortable but all she did was grit her teeth.

The moment it stopped, the twins jumped out of their bed and retrieved their clothes.

"What's going on?"

She asked as she watched Diana who was watching her with a strange expression.

"Drill runs for year three. Happens once in a week for each class."

Cora sat up right.

"Wait, I'm in year three!"

"Well then, you better get ready." Diana said as she relaxed back on her bed.

Kira and Ryn were already pushing their way out of the door in identical leggings and tank tops, Cora on the other hand really couldn't decide on what to wear.

What do they do in drill runs? 

What do they wear to drill runs?

She asked herself as she hastily stuffed her butt in shorts and a baggy T-shirt.

She picked her sneakers and hurriedly put it on.

"Is that what you're wearing?" Diana asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you have a better option? Because frankly I don't see you providing me with solutions." She snapped as she walked out of the room.

Apparently pack runs were a lot more serious than Cora had anticipated. People were shoving each other, growling and snarling at each other as they ran down the stairs.

Cora flattened herself against the wall so she wouldn't have to be part of the commotion watching them with awe and a little shock.

When the hallway was clear, she followed them with a light jog as she tried to catch up.

She didn't know where they were running to, but Cora knew she was far behind as she watched the students of year three littered on the pitch running so fast she could only see blurs of some of them.

They ran so fast and they were still in human form, she thought as she finally reached the large pitch covered in a bed of green grass.

She stopped to catch her breath and before she knew it she went tumbling down. Face down on the dry grass, Cora turned to see that someone had collided into her and the person didn't so much as stop with a backward glance. In fact, as she tried to stand up, the person was already halfway across the pitch.

"Are you okay?"

She looked up, shielding her face and squinting from the direct sunlight.

Her jaw dropped as she realised who it was.

The young Alpha Superior Noah.