Fate Hollow Academy: Term 1 by Lyra Winters

Author:Lyra Winters [Winters, Lyra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Kian

I’d never been worth much in my coven, even though the necromancy power I wielded was stronger than most.

My father and the rest of the coven wanted me to be as obsessed with death as they were.

But I wasn’t. I valued life. The life given to us from birth, not the resurrection of life we were capable of.

My mother was like me. She loved life, and our coven betrayed her when they resurrected her. She’d begged us to let her stay dead if she were to ever pass on. Nobody but me respected her wishes.

I didn’t agree with what they had done, and the rift between the coven and me grew bigger.

Seeing my mother as a walking husk hurt more than words could describe.

Lachlan understood that, and that was why I loved him as the brother I never had. He didn’t care that I was a necromancer. He didn’t care if death surrounded me.

Lachlan cared for who I was, but now, he wasn’t the only one.

Wren saw me for who I was, and I’d barely known her for any time at all. She’d already taken an interest in who I was and stood up for me. She even liked my rambling nonsense... Even Lachlan could get annoyed with that.

“He’s definitely thinking about her,” Lachlan said, ripping me out of my typhoon of thoughts.

I turned toward him and shot him a glare. “How can I not think about Wren?”

“He already knew who I was referring to.” He chuckled.

“Wren has that effect on people,” Thorn said as he stared out the window in my dorm room. “She’s had that effect on me since I met her as a kid.”

“Too bad Trixie stole her from us.” Lachlan pouted, grabbing a bag of chips from his bag and pulling it open.

“It’s good for her to get out with a friend,” Thorn muttered as he bent over and grabbed a few chips out of Lachlan’s bag.

Lachlan scowled and brought the bag closer to his chest as he glared at Thorn. “We’re her friends too, and you can’t just steal my chips.”

Thorn smirked. “I’m not stealing, remember? You made a contract with me that if I didn’t tell Wren about—”

“It was one time!” Lachlan’s face turned red as he growled.

“What happened?”

“Lachlan howled Wren’s name at the moon, and I caught him. He was acting like a total cuckoo. He was on the faeball field after practice, and I’d walked up on him. He entered a contract that he’d share all his belongings with me, and I wouldn’t tell Wren about it,” Thorn said with a straight face but a twinkle in his eye.

I indulged in a quiet chortle as Lachlan tossed a chip at me. Flicking a finger, I smacked it down with a zap of magic and the chip disintegrated mid-air. “Werewolves don’t even howl.”

“That was insane,” Thorn muttered, diverting his attention back to swiping Lachlan’s chips.

“Well, he is a warlock, being a necromancer is his subset. So he knows how to do witchcraft,” Lachlan said in a defensive tone that made Thorn’s eyes narrow.

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