Luca's POV
This marks the fifteenth time I've vomited. I'm staring down this wizard, gasping like a fool while he observes me, hands on his hips and a smirk playing on his lips.
"First time teleporting?" He asks casually, as if teleportation were as common as our werewolf abilities.
I brush off his question, desperately trying to orient myself. To my dismay, we're in a completely different city.
"Where on earth are we?" I snap at him, my irritation barely contained.
"Where the portal took us. And judging by the Eiffel Tower over yonder, I'd say we're in Paris," he replies, his tone nonchalant.
My annoyance gives way to shock as I glance in the direction he's indicating. Indeed, there stands the majestic Eiffel Tower, looming in the distance.
"Are you out of your mind!?" I burst out
