Luther's POV
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7:55pm, Blood Oak Academy Main Gate
"Home sweet academy." Lysandra let out a heavy breath when the Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the academy's wrought iron gates.
She stepped out first, not waiting for Luther as she walked toward the gates.
"Do take care of Miss Carrington." The driver didn't glance back at Luther when he spoke. "And yourself, of course."
Luther barely managed a smile. He stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind him. His neck whipped to Lysandra who was already before the main gates.
The academy's emblem was etched at the centre of the gate. Runic symbols ran across the twelve-foot-high stone walls, each pulsing with magic he couldn't feel.
No sentinels or security officers opened the gates for them. Instead, they opened by themselves and scanned Luther and Lysandra.
As the car drove away, the Alpha huffed. "Lysandra?"
She'd already gotten a few steps past the gates but still turned back slightly.
