Page 13 of The Goddess is Angry
That meant a lot because I certainly knew my parents weren’t. They’d disowned me as soon as I hopped on that plane to America. I had oneemailfrom them telling me that I was no longer their son and hadn’t heard a damned thing from them since. Good riddance. I didn’t miss them.
I wasn’t embarrassed bringing my hive to meet my grandfather. I knew a lot of people were afraid of him, but he’d always been good to me.
“Hey, do you remember Bethany, the campus ghost?”
“Please tell me that you didn’t piss her off.”
“Uh, kinda?”
“Apologize. A lot. Grovel if you have to.”
“She keeps flying off after she assaults me.”
“Oh, you pissed her off, pissed her off. She likes trinkets. Leave some out for her.”
I nodded. Ren could steal those for me. His fox was a little klepto that needed to steal for the people he cared about. I thought I was included in that. Unless Bethany thought that was a shortcut and I needed to steal for her myself?
Why was this my life right now?
I excused myself because I needed to get to class, but I always looked forward to talking to my grandfather.
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Campus was pretty sour right now. Everyone knew about Fleur. They didn’t know how it happened since I guess Azren didn’t get graphic. The board censured Azren. They told her coven, but they couldn’t tell the students over morning announcements. Azren was avoiding everyone.
My girl’s dad was pretty damned cool.Verydifferent from Azren and definitely the God of Chaos. Reyson asked us to call him by his first name like Azren did and seemed to take an entirely different view of the world. Azren seemed to view it as something to study and Reyson looked at it like a playground.
We were finally back at my happy place—magical combat. I was okay with not being a student here. All that homework seemed like a nightmare. But I could participate in magical combat because Zion liked me and knew damned well that my girl could kick any ass in this class.
Before Zion paired us up, he just crossed his arms and glared at us.
“You’re all terrible, but some of you show promise. Azren might not want the headmaster job, but they are pretty fucking effective. Next Friday, I’ll be holding try outs for the Academy dodgeball team. I’ll—”
I shrieked. I couldn’t even try out for the fucking team, but I could cheer Oscar and George on. And my girlfriend playing dodgeball? Total spank-bank material. That was hot as fuck. Zion just chuckled at me.
“Yes, I’ll expect that kind of enthusiasm at try outs. We’re going to do something different today. Physical fitness. Some of you are seriously out of shape for supernaturals. Since youshouldhave already warmed up and stretched, I want you running laps until I get bored. Lion, go run with them. Your energy makes me nervous.”
“Did he notice me again?” I whisper-yelled to George.
“Totally did, but you’re hard not to notice,” she said, pinching my bottom.
Her phone went off in the middle of class and Zion’s gaze zeroed in on her.
“Is there something more important than magical combat?”
“No, sir. My cousin keeps trying to contact me. Sorry. I’m turning my phone off and I’ll call her tonight. I’m ready to run.”
“And try out for my dodgeball team?”
“Oh, shit yes!”
“Good. Nowmove!”
We all started running laps. Zion wasn’t kidding. We ran until he got bored and a lot of people in our class were out of shape. Zion just stood there glaring as some people started lagging behind and walking. They probably wouldn’t be trying out for dodgeball.
“I said run, not walk!”
“We’re sirens, you toad! We’re meant for swimming not running.”
