Nadia
I wanted to hustle over to my next class as quickly as possible, in the vain hope that Intro to Lycanthropic Literature would have nothing worse for me to deal with than boredom. (My class after that…well, let’s just say I was dreading being in attendance there as much as the teacher probably wished he didn’t have to see me again, either. It had only been a couple of days since he turned his back on me, after all.)
Unfortunately for me, Fenris Hall wasn’t letting me out of its morass of drama that easily. As soon as I stepped out of the changing room and began to cross the training field back to campus, a cool hand caught me by the arm.
Instinctively, I pulled myself out of their grip and spun to face – Freda.
The lost princess herself was standing there, wearing a friendly s
