LOGINCressida's pov The training hall was vast and the ceilings were high and the walls were lined with weapons and the floor was marked with sparring circles.I had never been in this part of the academy before and the energy was different and the air was thick with the smell of sweat and steel and something electric. The torches burned bright and the shadows danced and the wolves were gathered in clusters. Their voices were low and their eyes were sharp and their anticipation was palpable. The frost was still there and the cold was still there and the fear was still there. But the fire was there too. The fire that burned in my chest and the fire that fueled my fight.Raven was beside me and her dark curls were wild and her eyes were bright and her voice was low."This is intense," she said."This is intense," I said."This is terrifying," Benita said."This is necessary," Tasha said."Same thing," we all said together.I looked at the sparring circles and the wolves who were already fig
Cressida's pov The classroom was warm and the candles were bright and the air was thick with the smell of old parchment and ancient magic.I had been looking forward to this class all week and the anticipation was building and the excitement was growing and the nerves were real. Professor Verena stood at the front of the room with her silver hair gleaming and her robes flowing and her presence commanding. The symbols on the walls were glowing and the runes on the floor were pulsing and the constellations on the ceiling were shifting."Welcome back," she said. "Today, we will be putting theory into practice."The class murmured and the energy shifted and the curiosity grew."We will be working with the element of water. Each of you will attempt to manipulate a small amount of water using your magic. You will feel the flow. You will control the movement. You will become one with the element."She walked to the center of the room and her robes brushed the floor and her eyes scanned the
Cressida's pov The common room was dark and the fire was crackling and the candles were flickering and the blankets were piled high.I had never been to a movie night before and the anticipation was building and the excitement was growing and the joy was real. Raven had organized everything and her dark curls were wild and her eyes were bright and her voice was loud. Benita had brought the snacks and her brown eyes were soft and her smile was warm. Tasha had brought the attitude and her silver braids were loose and her arms were crossed and her expression was flat. The blankets were soft and the pillows were plush and the snacks were endless. Raven had raided the kitchen and Benita had brought tea and Tasha had contributed nothing but her presence and her sharp commentary.I was in the middle of it all and the frost was still there and the cold was still there and the fear was still there. But the warmth was there too. The warmth of the fire and the warmth of the friends and the wa
Cressida's pov The classroom was warm and the candles were bright and the air was thick with the smell of old parchment and ancient magic.I had never been in this room before and the walls were covered in symbols and the floor was covered in runes and the ceiling was covered in constellations. The desks were arranged in a semicircle and the windows were tall and the view was vast and the world outside was white and cold.I sat in the front row with my notebook open and my pen ready and my heart pounding. The frost was still there and the cold was still there and the fear was still there. But the curiosity was there too. The curiosity of what this class would bring and the curiosity of who would be in it and the curiosity of what I would learn.The door opened and Professor Verena walked in.She was tall and slender and her hair was silver and her eyes were bright and her presence was commanding. She wore robes of deep blue and her hands were adorned with rings and her voice was stea
Lucian's pov The corridors were crowded and the noise was loud and the energy was tense.I had been walking through the academy when I heard the shouting. It was coming from the boys' dormitory and the voices were sharp and the words were angry and the sounds of crashing furniture echoed off the walls. I quickened my pace and my boots were loud on the stone and my presence was heavy. The torches flickered and the tapestries moved and the wolves stepped aside when they saw me coming.Kade appeared at my side and his face was pale and his eyes were dark and his voice was low. He had been running and his breath was ragged and his hands were shaking."Alpha," he said. "We have a problem.""What kind of problem?""The kind that involves fists and furniture. The kind that involves blood and broken bones. The kind that involves the entire boys' dormitory."I rounded the corner and the scene was chaos.The common room was destroyed and the furniture was overturned and the windows were cracke
Cressida's pov The kitchen was warm and the ovens were blazing and the air was thick with the smell of flour and sugar and something burning.I had been baking for hours and my hands were covered in dough and my hair was dusted with flour and my face was flushed. The frost was still there and the cold was still there and the fear was still there. But the joy was there too. The joy of creating something and the joy of being with friends and the joy of forgetting. The warmth of the ovens seeped into my bones and the laughter of my friends filled the air and for a moment everything felt almost normal.Raven was beside me and her dark curls were wild and her face was covered in flour and her voice was bright. She was mixing batter with reckless abandon and her energy was infectious. Benita was at the counter and her brown eyes were soft and her smile was warm and her hands were covered in chocolate. She was decorating cookies with intense focus and her creations were beautiful. Tasha was
Lucian's povI couldn't outrun the way she smelled like lavender and herbs no matter how hard I tried.But there was one question I have been meaning to ask her."Who hurt you?" I said absentmindedly as I stared at myself in the mirror.Early morning today was really good, so many kills had improve
Cressida's povWell I have to give it up to his guts. Let's forget the murderous intent I have everytime I see him. He seemed...eager.Of what I have no single idea about.Ice hockey, heavens please remind me how to. So I won't show the entire wolf pack my sorry ass.Everyone hates me? And I don't
Lucian's povMy lungs were burning and my thighs screaming as the blade of my right skate tears a trench with every stride and yet I can't out run the restlessness within me.My wolf is awake. Not the sluggish dying thing that's been fading inside me for years.This is hunger and alert This is a
Cressida's povA sharp pain like a blade between my ribs was what jolted me as I regained consciousness.My fingers flew to touch the injury on my face, it was closing. Thank goodness.Shit. That means half my cover has been blown."It's just me here don't panic" I turned and that's when I noticed







