MATED TO THE ENEMY
If I had to wait one more minute while she talked me down, her face would be introduced to the wall.
The halls of the East Wing stretched wide, banners of each realm’s faction lining the walls. Lycans, Fae, Elves, Warlocks, Vampyrs, werewolves and more. The air pulsed with magic and tension and something that felt like destiny waiting to happen to everyone who stepped their foot into this place. It was surreal and I had made it here, where the best of the nine realms learned to fight and protect their own.
By the time I found the stairwell leading to the dorms, my arms were aching. I shifted one bag higher on my shoulder and silently cursed whoever designed a school this big without lifts.
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