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After the combat class, all of the students were told to gather in the hall where we had first assembled when we arrived at the academy. It was known as the Assembly Hall, a place where everyone was called whenever an important announcement had to be made. I couldn’t help but wonder what was so important this time. Lana, as usual, was brimming with excitement as we made our way through the hallway towards the assembly hall. Then, suddenly, I spotted Sage. She was heading towards the ladies’ washroom. "Go ahead" I said to Lana. "I’ll be there shortly." "Wait, where are you going?" she asked, but I had already turned away, hurrying after Sage. "Sage!" I called out to her, but she couldn’t hear me and turned into the hallway. I quickened my pace. The moment I turned into the hallway, I collided with someone. The impact wasn’t too hard, but it still made me stumble backwards. When I looked at the person, it was none other than Draken. My eyes widened in disbelief. Why did
It was late at night, and after returning from the dining hall, we had all settled into our beds. Now that I was alone in my bed, I picked up my phone and opened the app. Among the few books in my library, I looked at a particular cover. I tapped on it, and the book opened instantly. Scrolling to the end of the latest chapter, my eyes landed on the author's note. "Hello, my lovelies. How have you all been lately? Don’t forget to leave your comments. I’m always eager to hear from you." A small smile formed on my lips as I read the words. To everyone else, it was just another author’s note, but to me, it was a hidden message from my mother. She was a well-known fantasy novel writer, but she had kept her identity completely anonymous. Over time, we created our own secret way of communicating through cryptic messages hidden in the comment sections of her books. It sounded strange, but it was very effective and safe. Quickly, I typed a comment. "I loved the chapter. It’s amazing...
"I think we should select one species each for this project." Lana chimed in. Of course, she wasn’t someone to be left behind. I was kind of relieved that both of my partners were serious about studies and that I wouldn’t have to do everything alone. "Sure. So, what species will you choose?" Adam raised a brow at Lana. "Of course, witches," she said proudly, making Adam and me chuckle. "Of course you will." He then looked at me. "And you? What will you choose?" "What will you choose?" I asked him instead. "Umm... werewolves?" "Okay, then I choose... Demons?" "I thought you would choose vampires," Lana blurted out. "But Demons are cool as well." She grinned excitedly as if we were actually going to the realm of the Demons. "Okay, so it’s final then?" Both Lana and I nodded together. "Final." Moments later, we sat down with books on the three different species and began taking notes. .... "What’s that?" Lana asked, drawing our attention as we both turned to lo
Just as we thought we might have heard wrong, we heard it again. A girl’s yelp then the word, "please". I narrowed my eyes and, without thinking, approached the door, pushing it open. "Eloise, wait…" Lana tried to stop me, but it was too late. It was an empty classroom. At the far end of the room, a small bulb lit up a corner, leaving the rest of the space in near darkness. I clenched my jaw when I spotted them. All of their eyes were on me, but no one said anything. "What’s going on here?" I asked, stepping inside and approaching them. I noticed one thing...there was no scent. They had concealed their scent. A high bench was placed against the wall, on which Victoria and two of her lackeys sat. In front of them was the blonde girl from the canteen, the one who had raised her voice against Piper and ended up being bullied by them. Sage. Her name was Sage. She was being held down by one girl, while another stood beside her holding a marker pen. "Eloise." Lana grabbed
"Adam Reed." "Hey... our project partner," Lana whispered, nudging me as soon as Professor Rowan called Adam’s name. I nodded, my eyes following him as he stepped onto the stage. Unlike most of the other students, who were visibly tense, Adam looked almost… relaxed. Professor Rowan folded his arms, watching him with interest. "Go on." Adam nodded once. We looked at him with anticipation but even after a few a second nothing happened. Then.... he vanished. A collective gasp tore through the room. Heads snapped around, eyes wide as everyone tried to find him. One moment he had been standing on the stage… the next, he was gone. A sudden rush of wind brushed past us. Then suddenly he reappeared, right behind Professor Rowan. "There he is." Someone shouted. He gave us a smirk and the next moment he was gone again. A strange kind of enthusiasm spread through the room and as if this had became a game, a game to find Adam. This time he appeared near the far wall, then the ceili
"You all possess gifts. These gifts are none other than powers. Some of you inherited them from your bloodlines… some have only recently awakened. Some of your powers are dangerous enough to kill you...or someone else, if mishandled. And in this class, we will learn to control those powers and awaken them to their fullest potential." Professor Rowan’s voice rang through the room. In his hand was a sheet of paper listing the students’ names. Beside him stood another teacher, a witch. Rowan Fox and Elena White, the teachers of our Special Power class. And much to my irritation, the two lycan princes stood behind them. The professor had mentioned they would be guiding us here too, just like in combat class. When our gazes met, they swiftly averted their eyes. Their faces remained perfectly composed, not a single emotion slipping through. it was as though our last encounter had never happened. Even they stood side by side, calm and composed. Who would say they had been fighting in the
I began to eat my food, and Lana did the same. After a short while, a few girls arrived and stopped in front of our table. I looked up and was surprised to see Emily Cross. She had two other girls with her whose names I didn’t know. Her face was set in a scowl as she stared at me intensely. I frowne
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. How could he blame me like that? He even had the audacity to warn me. Who did he think he was? I didn’t even realize when I arrived at the canteen while thinking about that arrogant jerk. I slowed down when I saw students entering and exiting thr
"Isn’t it you?" Lana asked, looking at me. I nodded before taking her phone and scrolling through the comment section. "What exactly happened?" She asked. I sighed. "When I went back to get my feather, I bumped into him in the corridor. That’s it." I replied while looking at the comments. A
The teacher was in the middle of her lecture when I appeared. She stopped and looked me over from head to toe. Another witch. She had black hair and a medium build and appeared to be in her early thirties. "Eloise Root?" She asked. "Um, yes, Madam.." "Late in the very first class?" Sh







