Page 14 of The Goddess is Awakened
“Some of you are terrible and would be dead in a real fight. And for the sake of every single horny eighteen-year-old boy in this class, I’m going to need the Hellhound to shift and stop it with the sapphic display. Not judging, but do that shit in your dorm room.”
I turned around, and my twin was very much stark naked on top of that cute banshee tucking her hair behind her ear. We were all trained to fight. Her dad, Bram, gave her several lessons, and she had her grandparents back in Hell to learn Hellhound things from. She probably easily tackled the banshee and shifted to flirt. My twin tended to know what she wanted and went after it. That was one thing wedidn’thave in common.
Matilda just smiled like she didn’t regret a damned thing, rolled off the banshee, and shifted into her Hellhound. The banshee was blushing, and I think every boy in our class had some idea but didn’t stand a fucking chance.
I looked over at Mags, and she was just lazing in the grass. She wasn’t growling or trying to eat anyone. The beautiful thing about familiars was that you could speak telepathically.
“I’m guessing the two of you want me to come back to our dorm a little later after dinner?”
“If there’s a tie on the door, we’re entertaining. It goes both ways. If you put a tie on the door, we won’t come in either.”
“Try not to have a marathon fuck fest. I hardly know anyone here to hang out with just yet.”
“The big, strapping lion is promising. You always did go for the golden retriever vibes.”
“Not a student.”
“Since when has that stopped you?”
“Put your boners away and swap. Only a few of you impressed me that round, but I need the rest of you to show me what I’m working with so I know how to teach you and pair you up for the rest of your time here. I want you to try to get a blow in if you were blocking this time. And I mean it. You’re all a bunch of woefully undertrained hormonal messes, but that’snotan excuse to fight dirty and call it an accident.”
Zion was looking right at the brujo. A kitsune had taken over and was signing to him while West was a lion. Between everyone in my family, I spoke a ton of languages and had a ton to learn. My mom knew sign language because she decided in middle school she was going to be the librarian at the Library of the Profane, and no other job would do. She learned it, and she taught it to all her kids, so I knew what they were saying.
I didn’t make it a point to eavesdrop, but they seemed to be wondering if Zion knew what happened to the brujo. I didn’t know what happened, but I was curious. I wasn’t paying attention when Zion called us to start sparring again.
And I got my ass totally laid out by a massive lion.
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Iworked my ass off to get this job, and I loved Oscar like a brother. I didn’t particularly want to get fired because Iwoulddo something stupid and get arrested but damned if I wasn’t pretty sure I was in love with one of Oscar’s classmates.
She wasn’t even a lioness, but George could keep up with me in a fight. I couldn’t get past her shields, and I only got her on her back because she wasn’t paying attention. After that one time, I couldn’t do it again. She also zapped my ass a few times, which was pretty impressive because I learned how to dodge attacks running from the Paranormal Investigation Bureau at a young age.
In addition to being sexy as fuck with legs for days, she also knew who Zion Skinner was and was a massive fan. I was never good enough to go pro like Oscar, but I’d been watching since I was a kid. I could evenmind controlthe results with my game rituals.
I knew every single player had their pre-game rituals, but I had mine down to an art. I’d make my snacks, get my favorite beer, light a specific intention candle I bought from the witches, and then strip totally naked. It was the nakedness that was essential. If I had to put pants on foranyreason, my team always lost. An ill-timed delivery that required a signature cost my team the world championship.
They put me in Oscar’s dorm room instead of one of the staff cottages. Oscar and Ren were insanely cool, and they’dgetthat it would be an epic disaster if I watched the dodgeball matches with them with my clothes on. They’d also appreciate the view like civilized people.
Church was a wildcard. He was cool enough to learn sign language, but was he cool enough to watch dodgeball with a very sexy naked lion? I mean, I lookedreallygood naked, but some people were weird about it. Not the other lions. Theygotit.
Church’s granddad used to be headmaster here and was now on the board. He could have me banned from campus if that awful headmaster didn’t. Ireallydidn’t want to lose this job.
George was checking my ass out as I pulled my pants back up.
“Thanks for sparring with me,” she said with a wink. “It was humbling.”
And massively erotic. She might be able to beat my ass with a bit of training.
“We should do it again sometime.”
“Definitely. I’m not sure what went down with your boy Oscar, but I get the feeling Zion does because he’s going over there to talk to him. That’s your cue.”
It definitely was. I wasn’t here to flirt with pretty witches. Oscar was my priority. I went running over. Ren could handle translating, but Ren was Oscar’s boyfriend, and they weren’t always going to be in class together.
I walked up right whentheZion Skinner was telling Oscar he knew who the fuck he was. A few news outlets picked up Oscar’s story because what that witch did to him really did fuck up a promising dodgeball career. I wasn’t just mad at the witch for cheating. None of the teams who had recruited him had to drop their offers. I might not be the smartest lion ever, but I was chock full of dodgeball trivia. There were some pretty amazing deaf players in the league.
“The league did you wrong. I nearly joined Lavina Crane’s coven for a minute, but we were teammates for years. We trained together constantly. She might have been born deaf, but her other senses were almost more supernatural than she was. You couldn’t sneak up on herever.She always knew.
