heard wrong.” Technically, since my uncle was a
member of the council, he wasn’t that far off. Then again, I got the idea that
Vincent did a lot of things that the rest of the council wasn’t aware of. Because
he also asked me to find out why the council was really visiting the school, I
could only assume they weren’t all completely honest with him, either.
“Last year, everyone thought you were on our side
because you caught that vampire in the hall. Now you’re going to give them
alibis and be their best friend? It’s pathetic that–”
“I will help keep the peace if I see a way to,” I
interrupted, “but I’m not going to cover up their shit, or yours. I will never
trust a vampire. If you ambush one of them, I’m going to laugh when he punches
your lights out, like I would if you attacked anyone else. I see duels like
what you were doing out there as consensual and not really any of my concern.
But if a vampire decides to prey on anyone, paranormal or otherwise, the
council is not going to be the only ones who hear about it.”
Chapter 2
I sat at my usual spot for
breakfast, wondering how this semester would be different from the previous
one. At least I wasn’t working undercover as a wizard. Darwin sat next to me
and Henry sat across from us. “So what did you two do over the break?” Darwin
asked.
Henry turned green and focused on his food.
“I worked,” I said. “What did you do?”
“I worked, too.”
“You have a job?” Henry asked, surprised.
Darwin scowled. “Yes, I have a job. I’m a journalist.
I told you that, like, three times. Devon knew about it, right?”
“I had no idea. I just thought you were nosy and good
at getting information.”
Henry very discreetly cleared his throat. Darwin and
I turned to see Professor Langril approach us. “Happy to see you three survived
the holiday,” he said, smiling kindly.
Considering all the murders that occurred in the
previous semester, I found the comment ominous, as if we were still in danger.
“You, too, Professor Langril,” I said. I wanted to be polite, seeing as how he
enabled me to graduate my first circle. “Did you have a good break?”
“I had a productive holiday. Now, I have brought you
your schedule.” He handed me a folded letter and I tried not to cringe.
“You’re my elemental mentor?”
“Correct. I am going to be teaching you about the
element of earth. You will meet me on Thursday nights at midnight, in the
middle of the deep, dark forest… with no one to witness–”
“Getting creepy, now, Professor,” I said. Darwin’s eyes
were huge.
“Okay, well, good day then.” He turned and walked
off.
“Is he normally like that?” Henry asked as the
assistants began handing out schedules to the non-wizards.
“Yes. He’s completely insane.” I opened my schedule
and groaned. “I have night classes,” I said.
“Tough luck,” Darwin remarked as a student handed him
his schedule. He gaped. “I do, too.”
On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I had Laws of
Magic: Circle Two , History of Asian Magic, and Elemental
Configuration in the morning, then Development of the Paranormal
Community and Paranormal Relations in the evening. On Tuesday and
Thursday, I had Visualization Through Meditation , Alchemy
& Potions , and Magic in Everyday Life . Then I had Astronomy on Saturday night.
Darwin looked over my shoulder. “We have Development
of the Paranormal Community and Paranormal Relations together with
Kale Lucos as the instructor.”
“Why does that name sound familiar?”
“He’s a member of the council,” Darwin said. “He’s
supposedly a pretty good guy, though he is power hungry and suspicious. When he
was a teenager, he had dealings with the mafia, but James Chambers found him
and recruited him into the council.”
“I have those classes as well. What dirt do you have
on him?” Henry asked.
“Can you keep a secret?”
“Of course,” the shifter agreed.
Darwin grinned