A beat of silence followed before his voice came from directly behind me.
“Frederic Holloway.”
That was it.
Two words. No apology, no explanation, not even the slightest attempt to pretend he gave a s**t.
Zinc stared at him.
“And?”
Frederic either didn’t understand the question or, more likely, was pretending not to.
The principal’s jaw tightened.
“Why are you late, Mr. Holloway?”
“I was late.”
Someone two rows ahead snorted.
I bit the inside of my cheek.
Oh, he really was an asshole.
“Wonderful.” Zinc nodded once. “Twenty laps around the academy perimeter.”
That finally got a reaction. Whispers moved through the hall, but Zinc only raised his voice enough to cut through them.
“Human form. Full speed. No help from your wolf.”
Agatha leaned toward me.
“That’s brutal.”
“Des
