LOGINZeda burst through the front door of her apartment, her heart hammering against her ribs as the ticking clock in her head grew louder.Carrie wasn’t home yet, so she began scrambling around the room, grabbing her essentials while pulling out her phone to dial her roommate.Carrie answered on the second ring, her voice bright. "Hey, Zee! What's up?""Carrie, the mage kingdom is going for a mission right now," Zeda breathed out, her hands moving rapidly as she rifled through her drawers."I was selected among the twenty people tasked to carry it out, and we’re leaving immediately.”There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by the rustle of Carrie shifting around."Wait, really? When are you guys supposed to come back to the academy?""Tomorrow," Zeda replied, tossing a few items onto her bed. "We will be staying away just for a single night.""Oh wow, okay! Congratulations, Zee," Carrie said excitedly, then her tone became cautious. "But please, you have to stay safe out
The silence in the conference room stretched thin as Mr. Percival leaned forward, his gaze fixed on the center of the table. "The village we are targeting is remote," he began, his voice echoing slightly against the high ceiling. "The closest hotel is a small, local establishment, and we were only able to secure thirteen rooms for the entire group. “Between the twenty mages, the driver, and the five medical staff joining you, there are twenty-six people in total. That means we will be doubling up. You’ll have to pair with a partner to share a room for the duration of the stay."Lucas blinked, his eyebrows shooting up toward his hairline as he let out a sharp breath. "That’s it? That’s the big inconvenience?"Zeda let out a long, quiet sigh of relief. She had been braced for something grueling, perhaps an announcement that they would be forced to go without supplies. Sharing a room felt manageable. It wasn't exactly a luxury, but for a short mission, it was hardly a disaster. She k
Everyone sat perfectly still, their eyes locked on the Director as he prepared to lay out the stakes of their sudden summons. Mr. Percival leaned back, the leather of his chair creaking under the weight of his authority. "There is a group of dangerous, rebellious, rogue supernatural beings causing trouble," Mr. Percival began, his voice devoid of emotion. "Our intel suggests they plan to attack a nearby human village by dawn tomorrow. “Their goal is to seize it, likely to turn it into a permanent refuge or a base of operations for further raids. I want you to stop them before they even reach the perimeter." The air in the room seemed to chill. Zeda felt a prickle of unease crawl up her spine. A village. Real people with real lives were being targeted by things they probably didn't even believe existed. Ava shifted in her seat, her fingers laced together on the polished table. "Sir," she began, her voice respectful but curious, "are they planning to wipe out the entire pop
The heavy doors to the mage kingdom conference room groaned as they swung open, revealing a space that felt much older and colder than the rest of the building. A long, dark wood table dominated the center of the room, polished to a mirror finish that reflected the dim light. Nine chairs surrounded it—four on each side and a larger, more imposing head chair at the center. To the left, a tall, narrow window overlooked the front grounds, offering a view of the gray sky and the wet grass that shimmered under the damp air of the rainy season.Mr. Percival moved with a purposeful stride and settled into the head chair, his presence immediately anchoring the room, while Adrian took the seat closest to his right. Zeda hesitated for a heartbeat, her eyes scanning the empty chairs, before she finally settled into the seat beside Adrian. The proximity felt strange now—comforting yet tense after the kiss that had been so abruptly cut short.They sat in a silence so thick it was hard to breath
Zeda watched the warmth drain from Adrian’s face as he pulled away, his focus shifting entirely to the phone vibrating in his hand. A deep frown creased his forehead, and the air between them—which had been soft and electric just seconds ago—suddenly turned cold and professional. Before she could find the words to ask who was calling, Adrian answered, his voice dropping into a respectful, measured tone as he greeted Mr. Percival. Zeda stood there, her heart still hammering against her ribs from the kiss, but the romantic haze was already evaporating. She understood that look on Adrian's face; it was the expression he wore whenever duty called, and the fact that Mr. Percival was calling personally meant something significant was happening or about to happen. She decided to wait in silence until the call was over, but she didn’t have to wait long. The conversation lasted less than thirty seconds, ending with a sharp click that left the room feeling emptier than before. When t
“It happened on her birthday,” Adrian revealed. “We had a three-day mixed team mission and the second day was her birthday. Mr. Percival respected our relationship and gave us the option of opting out of the team and celebrating together because obviously, no one wanted to spend their birthday in pain while fighting on a war front with the potential of being killed. Ava agreed, but I didn’t. I didn’t think it was right for a leader of one of the kingdoms to be unavailable when needed by the academy—to be unable to help because of a birthday party. I told her that I’ll make it up to her when I return and went for the mission while she stayed behind.”“I guess she didn’t want anything to do with you when you returned?” Zeda asked.Adrian nodded. “When I came back, she was livid. She said I valued my position, title, and reputation over our relationship. That she had willingly adapted to be with me, but I’ve never done that—never sacrificed for our relationship,” he chuckled without humo
“Everything will change?” Zeda frowned, her curiosity bubbling over. “What do you mean, sir? What exactly will change?”Mr. Percival chuckled at her urgency. “You’ll have to find out yourself, dear.”“But—”"Hush, dear," he interrupted her. His voice was still calm, but was laced with authority now
“I totally don’t get it,” Zeda sighed to Carrie the next day.Out of sheer curiosity, she had scrolled through Lucian’s profile. To her amazement, all their pictures and videos together he had posted on their date were still proudly displayed. He hadn’t uploaded any recent posts since the party, ei
Lucian was quiet for a long moment, considering his reply. He had lost count of how many times he had rejected joining the Mixed Team. He simply didn't trust his control over his Demon side and never wanted to risk it.But this mission was different. Zeda would be there. He would be damned if he ju
“Does anyone have anything to say?” Mr. Percival asked, his gaze sweeping around the table. “Questions? Suggestions? Contributions?”“Yes, sir.” Kodak leaned forward. “Will fourteen of us be enough to get the job done?”“We are thirteen, actually. I am just directing the team,” Mr. Percival correct







