~Asad~
“I was going through Bethany’s file.” I sigh. “She is a purebred Proselyte,” I explain, “she manifested magic about a month ago.”
Mosley’s pale gaze flickers to me. “You’re saying Bethany comes from a fully human bloodline, none of her parents are Nobles?”
“Yes. Why?”
He shuffles uncomfortably. “It’s nothing.”
“Just spit it out, Frosty,” Jayan huffs.
“f**k off, dragon,” Mosley mutters, just as irritated by the nickname as he was when we were children.
“Fine. There’s a rumor going around the faculty that a human-led political movement advocating for war with our kind has been gaining momentum. They say Nobles are monsters and should be eradicated or sent back to Tophet. They seem to think that’s exactly what the entity in Tophet wants.”
“There’s always some tension between No
