Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
No way to know if the fae were aware we were breaking the treaty, but if Raza was right, they couldn’t care less if we killed each other. They only cared that we didn’t bring the mundanes into it.
And the last all-important Law of Three was why I was sitting pretty in Corvin Academy on a sunny day, instead of wallowing in the deepest hole the council could put me in.
So maybe the laws weren’t that bad.
Seven forty that night, I rolled into detention still huffing and panting.
I didn’t know what Athletics meant when I read it on the schedule, but now I did—big-time. It was football. And not that wimpy, cutesy mundane football my dad would make fun of most Sundays. It was werewolf football.
No padding. No referees. No timeouts. No mercy.
Want to see a werewolf unleash his killer instinct? Give him a stupid, worthless ball and tell him to run it across a field, mowing down everyone in his way. There’ll be a river of blood and broken bones in his wake before the hour’s up.
I plopped down in my seat, cursing Nia who came up to me in the middle of the game with a note saying I had to report directly to the detention room. If I was late, I’d receive another demerit. Which meant stopping to change, drink water, or have dinner was out.
“Miserable sadist,” I muttered, kicking my feet up on the desk. Of course that jerk Hall had to deny me a hot shower and a meal on top of everything else.
Kicking off my shoes, I rubbed my arches. They were sore from getting stepped on, but thankfully, that was the worst of the damage done. Even though everyone, even members of my own team, kept trying to tackle, maim, and flatten me, it wasn’t a full-moon night. My phase power worked just fine, and those fools just flew through me and tackled a face full of dirt.
I gave the detention room a glance. Yes, Corvin Academy had so much money and space, they had a room specifically for detention. Posters of the school rules covered the walls, drilling in the info us delinquents clearly needed to remember. Gone were the fancy desks and plushy chairs. I sat on hard plastic, and my desk was a simple wooden square with metal legs. Beside me, a wall of windows looked out over the athletic field.
Bright stadium lights illuminated every rock, twig, and blade of grass—making it easy to see the groups gathering on the lawn, chatting before dinner.
Nia and Paxton were in the stands with their omega friends. No doubt Paxton was eager to catch up after a year in hiding.
I lingered on him for only a few seconds as my gaze inevitably drew down to the group laughing it up in the middle of the field.
Edric, Badr, and Nyx entertained a group of epsilon girls with Ava front and center. The three of them were all shirtless and wearing shorts made of leaves. Ripping through your normal clothes is what happens when you shift on the field, snap your maw on a guy’s arm as he was about to throw, and fling him clear across the field.
Which is exactly what Badr did. I could still hear the guy’s screams as the nurses carried him to the infirmary, but Badr didn’t get in trouble of course.
No rules means no rules.
But there should be a rule about walking around half fucking naked!
My body wound up tighter than a bowstring as I raked my fates up and down. They were standing there all handsome and glistening like Tarzan and his damn triplet brothers. I didn’t even know I had a jungle-man kink until my wolf went wild—panting and howling at the sight of them.
Badr threw up his bicep, mimicking how he nearly ripped that poor guy’s arm off, and Ava felt him up—giggling as she stroked his rippling muscle.
I growled, bolting up off the seat. “Mine,” I roared. “Mine!”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
I whipped around, fangs erupted from my jaw. Orion blew inside and shut the door.
“Those windows are reinforced. That’s why not even our ears can hear anything out there,” he said. “You try to jump through them, you’ll break your skull, your neck, or both.” Orion hummed. “On second thought, go ahead.”
“Haha.” His logic penetrated the bond-induced rage that clouded my mind. Calming myself down, I reclaimed my seat. “What are you doing here?”
He flung his bag down and gave me a look. “I’ll give you three guesses.”
I focused on him to stop me turning around to see Nyx, Badr, and Edric holding court. Some guys didn’t need to try to become kings of the school. They just walked in the door and everyone begged and pleaded for them to take the crown.