Ch. 35
The moment Coach Caldere steps between me and Tiff and her coven of bitches, the air crackles.
Not with magic, for once. With rage.
His boots grind to a halt on the cobblestones, and just the sound is enough to make every casual conversation in the courtyard dry up and evaporate. Some students stop ...
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