Werewolves and Wendigo by Amy Hopkins & Michael Anderle

Author:Amy Hopkins & Michael Anderle [Hopkins, Amy & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642025354
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-11-26T16:00:00+00:00

Penny, Cisco, and Amelia reluctantly trudged back into the Academy not long after daybreak the next morning.

Penny pushed the door open first and slumped when she saw Dean March standing in the middle of the foyer, arms folded. “Morning, Dean.”

A crawl of discomfort made its way up Penny’s spine, even though she technically hadn’t done anything wrong.

While the Academy didn’t have a curfew, turning up to class after spending all night on the town—or hunting a werewolf—wasn’t endorsed. However, the dean had long since admitted that there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to stop them as long as their grades didn’t suffer.

The dean sighed. “I’ve been waiting for you three to return. Come with me.”

Shooting Amelia and Cisco a worried glance, Penny trailed after the Academy’s head.

Instead of taking them to her office, the dean led them down the corridor, past the small storerooms, and into the infirmary, a single-bed bay that was used for students who were sick or injured.

Lying on that bed, blanket tucked up to his chin and dirt smeared on his face, was Red.

“I don’t know whether to kiss him or slap him,” Amelia whispered.

Penny giggled, her relief and exhaustion welling into tears. “Thank god he’s okay. Now I’m going to kill him.”

Red twitched and opened an eye. “Come on, now. I thought you’d be a wee bit more excited than that.”

“You stupid, stupid man,” Amelia said, voice rising as she ranted. “I told you to get that scratch checked. I told you that you were acting strange. Barking in your sleep? Fevers, mood swings, and do you know how much you’ve been eating lately? Why didn’t you listen? Instead, you go and harass a poor cat, ruin your best shirt, and keep us out all night looking for you while you were here all along!”

Voice cracking at the end, Amelia sank down on her knees next to the bed. “I’m so glad you’re okay,” she whispered.

“He turned up at the Academy entrance just after dawn,” the dean explained crisply. “Naked.”

“I did?” Red asked, wincing. “I don’t remember that bit.” He peeked under his blanket and blushed a fiery pink. “Oh, bollocks.”

Cisco snorted, covering it with a cough. “I’m glad you were able to get him into bed, Dean March.” Then, realizing what he said, he clapped a hand over his face. “I didn’t mean—"

“I enlisted Professor Glass’ and Professor Craster’s assistance.” Dean March allowed herself a small smirk. “Thankfully, no students were present at the time.”

“Small favors, I guess.” Red shuffled to sit up, careful to keep the blanket covering everything from his chest down. “Can I get some clothes? How long until class?”

“You’ll be excused for the day,” March said. “As will your friends. They will need to speak to our research team.” A refined eyebrow twitched. “You do realize that you are the first live werewolf specimen we’ve had access to?”

“You’re going to use me as a research project?” Red moaned. “Strike me down. I just want it fixed!”

“That may be easier said than done,” the dean admitted.

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