So far, Max had had no problems and that made him feel good.To his right and left were students, depending on each other for survival yet there he was, with his bags which were digging into his skin, walking independently like a leader which he was destined to be.For what seemed like ages to him, he walked on.The sun charred his skin mercilessly with every step he took in the direction of where he felt the hostels were yet, he felt proud of himself.After some minutes, he got to a halt. There were two roads. Ones he hadn't expected.One of the lanes forked leftwards and took a sharp bend like a roundabout while the other went straight and seemed distant.To his sides and behind him were other students. They, too, didn't know which way led to the hostel.After a little more than ten seconds, grumbles and murmurs began to erupt all around him. He felt like he was Moses leading the Israelites to the promised land except that in this s

That night, Trisha found it difficult to sleep.Things were going badly for the boys but in no way was she in a better predicament than they were in. In fact, she was in a worse one.The boys could have sound sleep because there was no way Wade could get to them since he, Wade, was in a different room but she was in the same as Nora.If Nora felt like it, she could stab her to death whilst sleeping and escape before morning. Trisha doubted that will happened but if it did, she was gone.The thoughts that it could be her last night if she closed her eyes for as much as a millisecond her discomfort.She sighed as the door to her dormitory opened, without doubt, she knew it was Nora.She wrapped her sweaty palm around her wand tighter which was tucked in her blanket. She had no plans on using it, but if Nora tried anything funny, she wasn't going to hesitate to blast her till her c

“Let's keep on walking,” Harold said to Wilkes briefly.Like nothing had happened, they both began walking to the Generals Building.They walked alongside scores of students headed in the same direction but even as they did, they knew they only had each other. The other students were as good as foes.“Do you think he saw me with Max?” He asked as they rounded a corner that showed the Generals Building afar off.Beside it were the special building for werewolves like Harold, Vampires like Wilkes and enchanters like Trisha.“I'm not too sure,” Wilkes answered. “But I guess he did.”Suddenly, Harold stopped on his tracks. “There's only one way to get the answers I seek,” he said then spun around.For some seconds after, his eyes searched for Wade's face. It seemed like the moment Harold stopped moving, he had hidden because he didn't want to be seen.After about ten seconds, Harold stopped his burnt lips behind a group of students.

At the end of the class, ‘Werewolf’, Harold was able to relate with what Trisha had said about attending a class being a total waste of time.Maybe it was because he had gone on the contest and had become a little familiar with his wolf, what he had been taught was what he knew already.The lecturer whom Harold had come to know as Professor Harry, went onto talk about the hierarchy of wolves in their packs.He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over.He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the clas