#Chapter 12 Day One

Elena’s POV “She doesn’t look very good or strong. I don’t know what King Harvey is thinking. How can he let a human become our luna?” The teacher, a woman in a simple red dress with sleeves mutters under her breath with a frown as I walk to the spare seat closest to the door on the left side of the room. The frown stays on her face as I take a seat. I know I’m not welcome here, and she is not accepting me as her student. I grit my teeth to stop my trembling. Every glowing eye in the room is pure malicious intent. With her pulled back brown hair in a shell-like bun around her head, she moves to her desk and clears her throat. Clinically, she moves to the massive green board and pulls out a metal baton and smacks the board. “Before I was interrupted,” she announces. “I was saying, the power of a werewolf…” She begins to speak faster as I do my best to write down the notes on the board. The red journal that King Harvey gave me from his personal collection has a golden bindin