“Of course you are,” I replied, trapping her gaze. “What else is a wolf, but a predator?”
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Not waiting for a response, I gave myself a quick once-over in my new, stolen antique mirror. I took it right off the wall in the grand hall. “I’m ready. Lead the way.”
Nia didn’t speak or move for a minute.
I bore down on her. “What’s wrong?” I whispered, lips stretching. “Are you wondering what I’ll do if your super-powered omega tricks aren’tquitesuper-powered enough?”
She visibly swallowed. “What will you do?”
“Now that—”
I punched her in the face, ripping a scream from her throat.
My fist phased right through her, not leaving a scratch on either one of us.
“—would be telling.”
Nia fell flat on her ass, clutching her heaving chest. She gaped at me with open fear, even though I didn’t technically touch her.
“So...” I drew out, towering over her. “Are you still choosing to be my enemy instead of my friend—?”
“Friend,” she blurted. Nia’s no-one-has-ever-hurt-me confidence vanished real fast. “Let’s be friends. I’d love to be friends, High Priestess. Thank you so much for giving me the honor.”
I beamed. “You are very welcome, but please, call me Daze.” I held my hand out to her. “All my friends do.”
Nia hesitated only a second before taking it.
Good.Even though I couldn’t blame the girl for having the basic sense of being wary of me, her ability to subdue wolves as strong as me was a weapon I wanted on my side. It was so much easier to kill a sleeping wolf.
It took Nia a full ten minutes to utter another word. By the time she spoke again, we were out of the priestess wing, through the great hall, and walking through the alpha wing.
Where my dorm had mermaids and sapphire, the alpha dorm had fiery red splashed all over the place, and violent, thrilling scenes of battle carved into their walls. Even with Nia standing next to me, my wolf stirred in my chest. My small incomplete bonds tugged her in five different directions, trying to lead her to the mates destined for her. I bypassed the many rooms, wondering which of these steel-lined doors concealed them from me.
We reached the end of the hall and the back staircase. Nia led me down and out. Throwing open the door, it was me who nearly tripped and fell flat on my ass. I couldn’t help it. My wolf roared to life so suddenly, my heart tried to jump out of my chest.
My fates had the same reaction.
Edric stumbled mid-run. Orion slid down the wall he was scaling and hit the ground with an audible thud. Nyx lost his invisible boxing match. Paxton spilled the drink he was holding.
And Badr roared—shooting up and getting ready to tear Paxton a new asshole for showering his lap in yellow drink. I guessed it was lemonade.
“What the fuck, man!”
“Yo, it wasn’t him,” Edric said, voice hard. “It washer.”
Just like that, five pairs of eyes flew to me, and only me. The quick and wise Nia was already behind me, staying the hell out of the firing zone.
I flicked off my fates and looked around the small little courtyard we found ourselves in. The night before, I only moonwalked around the dorms—taking what I needed. I didn’t snoop anywhere else. I figured Dagem would be extra alert on my first night in the castle, and looking for any excuse to give me a demerit and begin the biased process of booting me from Corvin.
The courtyard was shaped like a pentagon. It was actually quite cute with the running track on the outskirts, the benches, the flowerbeds, and in the middle of it all, a fountain of a howling wolf.
It was the perfect place to kick back with the pack after classes, or enjoy a midnight kiss. For my fates, it looked like they skipped the midnight kisses so that they can wake up early and begin training.
“Oooh, such go-getters,” I crowed. “Up before dawn and training while everyone else is still dragging themselves out of bed. Training with your shirts off no less.” I flapped a hand at myself. “Were you trying to get me all hot and bothered first thing in the morning? Because it’s working.”
“Paxton, stay back,” Badr ordered in his alpha voice.