Restrike by Shawn Knightley

Author:Shawn Knightley [Knightley, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-01T05:00:00+00:00

9

No offense to Alina, but Beginners Controlled Shifting was quickly becoming my favorite class. Not because I particularly enjoyed the feeling of my bones breaking or because I didn’t still feel the pain now and again. But getting into the details around shifting were fascinating to me. I had already learned how to focus on my center and shift from there rather than focusing on one body part. The benefit of that being it made my shifting feel more seamless. Not watching one finger break at a time was a relief. Shifting from the center of my chest outward was also faster.

I walked into the classroom to see the words “Shifting with Objects” written on the white board. I grinned and headed for the table in the back corner where I sat during the last few classes. Which didn’t seem like an overly dramatic thing to do. That didn’t stop the entire class of students from going silent the second I entered and watching me as I sat down in my chair. I silently wrote my name down on the parchment before me and kept my head down as if I didn’t notice and didn’t care that they were obviously just talking about me.

‘Let them be afraid.’

The only favor I wanted to gain was with the Vontex. And I already seemed to have Alina’s approval.

“Open the books before you to page 142,” Professor Huxley stated as he walked into the room and twisted the knob on the podium. He wasn’t one for playing it safe or letting anyone in the class get used to the idea of ease. Everyone shrieked a bit as the intensity of the enchanted ceiling grew stronger and moonlight shined down on our desks.

“Pull off your hood, Miss Winters,” Professor Huxley said.

McKenzie reached for the hood of her trench coat and let it down. I quickly realized why she was wearing the hood. It wasn’t because she was covering her head from the moonlight above us. It was because her hair was still growing back from having been burned to a crisp. Her scalp was covered in baby hairs that were only the length of half my forefinger. To say it was a frizzy mess would be an understatement. Not to mention that it was spotted with soot.

‘Did you sleep in the dungeons to avoid me?’

She shot me an evil glare and I realized my suspicion might have been accurate.

Some of the students started laughing. McKenzie’s cheeks turned pink.

“Silence!” Professor Huxley shouted at the front of the class from his podium.

Professor Huxley was a no-nonsense older gentleman who had clearly seen a thing or two over the years. His skin didn’t show age because he had wrinkles or age marks, but rather because he was worn. A silver scar with four long lines ran down from the bottom of his left eye to the corner of his lip. I imagined he was in some grand fight against another lycan and got swiped across the face by his opponent’s long claws.

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