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Like who my real father was, apparently.

I had another plan while I was here at the academy, to find out why I had the ability I did and also the reason no one else had it.

No one else that I knew.

Wolfe had been right about the dining hall selections of food. No way I would ever be hungry around here except if I missed a mealtime, and this girl didn’t miss mealtimes, the previous evening excepted. If I didn’t remember, my shifter metabolism would.

I was quite proud of myself for remembering where the dining hall was. This place had over twenty floors of classrooms and dorm rooms, probably some of the floors I would never see for one reason or another. I’d overheard some people talking about defense class being on the roof, so I already knew that.

Walking into the dining room, I couldn’t help but scan the place for Minx. She hadn’t accepted anything I had to say, which was fine, but she was the main reason I had come here. When I didn’t see her, I sighed. This school was no different from others. There were social groups and tiny packs within packs. And like packs, they didn’t take kindly to newcomers.

I filled up my tray and found a place to sit near the window. I had only taken a few bites when tingles fingered down my spine. I raised my head but didn’t look around.

My wolf and I sensed the change in the atmosphere. The new scents that had entered the room.

My roommates were here.

I forced my eyes down to my plate, denying the urge to get up and run to them. Even my calves and feet twitched with energy. The feeling was jarring to say the least. I’d never been so drawn to some place as I had been to the Werewolf Academy and now that same tether had connected to my three roommates.

A part of me already knew they were more than roommates, but I shoved that notion away.

“Are these seats taken?” Lex’s smooth bass voice made me shudder. All three of them stood above me, smiles from Lex and Nolan but a simmering smolder from Wolfe.

“No.”

I watched while they placed their trays on the table and then squared off my shoulders. “I didn’t say you could sit here. I said the seats weren’t taken.”

The looks on their faces were priceless. Nolan actually grabbed his tray and began to get up.

“Guys, I’m kidding. Come on. If we’re going to hang out, you’ve got to know I have a mad streak of sarcasm. I mean, not that we have to hang out. I’m sure you’re just being nice to the new girl.”

I sounded like a blithering idiot. My tummy fluttered with butterflies and simultaneously I felt strangely calm. Weirdest thing in the world.

“I like the sass,” Wolfe purred.

Nolan and Lex laughed. While we talked about classes and how things had gone for me during the day, my wolf picked up an underlying tension in the room. I turned slightly to see if someone was having a fight or a wolfy standoff but saw nothing but some girls staring at me. And underneath all the sounds of trays and chairs and chatting students, there were low growls coming from said girls.

Interesting.

A few minutes later, Minx and her men came in and sat at a table on the opposite side of the room. We exchanged a glance and one of her men waved a little at me, but other than that, there was no communication. I wouldn’t go over there. I’d dealt her some world-bending news.

Maybe she needed some space from me.

“Do you guys usually sit with other people?” I asked, hearing a fresh wave of growls of the female persuasion.

“We usually sit by ourselves. Why do you ask?”

I shrugged. “It seems like others may think you shouldn’t be sitting with me.”

Wolfe grunted. “Others can stick their thoughts about us up their asses. We sit where we want, when we want. That’s it.”

Nolan and Lex chuckled. Nolan clapped Wolfe on the back. “Dude, that’s the most you’ve spoken this whole school year.”

Wolfe shrugged one shoulder. He nailed me with a stare that had me squirming in my chair. The big man oozed alpha sexiness. I wanted to climb him like a tree. “All kinds of things are changing, it seems. Might as well go with it.”

Chapter Six

I’d been nervous about some of the classroom subjects, but the one I was not worried about was defense class. At least I didn’t fret about my abilities in that department. What did concern me was just about everything else. So, when I arrived in the gym for class, my guard was down for the first time since I arrived here. Maybe even since my parents’ accident. Not that I was so into hand-to-hand fighting or anything, but I loved weapons.

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