Alex stands in front of the huge window,sunlight falling on his features. We both approach him and I tap on his shoulder.  He turns around, his face stoic.  "Alex. Where were you for so many days?" Tessa asks impatiently. I nod.  Alex smiles but it doesn't reach his melancholic eyes that look down on the floor.  "Hey. What's wrong?" I hold his shoulder. Alex looks up,his green eyes glistening in tears and his lips pressed in a thin line. Tessa and I look at him blankly.  "The selection match happened and I lost it all. Later,the professors told me that I am not worthy of even being part of the lowest coven." Sobs escape his tear stricken lips and he looks down again. I pull him for a consoling hug and Tessa caresses his back. My own jaw tightens at the thought of him getting rejected like that. I kno

 Branson stiffens abd straughtsns his specs. "What favour?" I smile,"You see, one of my friends here is a warlock and got rejected by the academy Proffesors. Now I am concerned for him because he's been given an ultimatum and needs to win some bi weekly contest to remain in the academy. So, I was thinking if you could help him train and qualify the contest?"  Branson opens his mouth and then closes it. His brown stare blankly at me. "That's impossible! P-please don't get me involved into all of this." He scurries away towards the shelves and I run behind him. "But why not?"  He runs faster and starts arranging the books on the shelves. "I'm not allowed to do thay. I'm not some Proffesor who can train your friend. If the Headmaster comes to know of it then…" his eyes wander to the space and he inhales deeply.  "What if he doesn't come to know? You can te

 "But what about the people who want to live and do dream of a happy life?" I ask, flabbergasted by the recent revelation. It's not that I am worried about myself. I always had a feeling that I my rebelling for becoming something that's against the wererolves society norms will take sacrifice and dangers. And I'm willing to die than live a life of torture and pain. But what about Tessa and Alex… What have I led them into?  "This Academy is certainly not for them." Peter speaks up, "But think about it. We're born as mystical creatures and the world out there lingering with despicable powers beyond your imagination. Don't you think it's our duty to save the humans from them?" He adds and Tessa stares at him for a long time. "But...what if you are...not that capable?" Alex speaks and I face him. He looks down at the floor, his fingers twirling with each other. I hold his shoulder and he looks up at

 I frown and sit beside her.  "The head librarian needs someone to look after the library, right?" Tessa asks.  "Yeah. So?"  "So…" she whispers into my ear and my frown soon fades away abd replaces with a mischievous smile.  "Tessa Stone! You're a genius!" I grin and hug my bestie who's supposedly got a mind-blowing idea that'll kill two sparrows with one arrow. We just need to wait to execute it.  The next day, we both get ready and walk towards our first class which is fortunately Professor Harold's class. As perceived, the two walk into the class and Tessa and I wave at them. And literally sends shock waves to

 Act cool. Act cool.  "Oh." I reply, a little more chirpily. Damn my drama club skills.  "And…he seems to be quite catching the cold." He says and relief floods through me. "Though, it's weird that he caught such cold in this weather, especially when he mostly stays indoors." Tristian's eyes narrow at me. I'm dead.  "Yeah. Poor soul." I look away from him and nod my head faking sadness.  "Let's order something." Peter says. "You guys eat, I'll leave." Alex says out of the blue and before I can call him, he walks out of the cafeteria. What happened to him? I notice Tristian looking at him too.  The waiter arrives and we give our orders.  "Can we just take our food with us?" I ask Tessa through the mind link.  "Hmm." Comes her reply. What's that supposed to mean? Wh