Realm of Power: Werewolf vs Vampire
Julianna POV
Principal Johnson’s voice carried through the rebuilt auditorium:
“All students involved in the Elven Kingdom conflict… report for magical counseling immediately.”
Scott groaned beside me.
Lyra muttered, “Yay, forced emotional bleeding.”
But we all went.
The counseling wing was new white walls, soft glowing lamps, floating ink quills writing patient notes on their own. A gold plaque read:
“Dr. Maren Hale — Magical Trauma Specialist.”
When I walked in, Dr. Hale looked… normal. Human. Brown hair tied up, thin circular glasses, warm brown eyes. Something in her expression made my shoulders relax.