BILLIE
“Are you going to the fight this weekend?” Sophie, one of my fellow human scholarship students, asks. “I heard it was two Lunacy members fighting over a girl!”
“God, can you imagine those brutes fighting? They're the largest werewolves on campus,” says Rachel, the other human scholarship student for this semester.
We're sitting in the courtyard in a secluded corner, surrounded by dormant rose bushes with huge thorns, and statues from Greek Mythology. The afternoon sky is overcast, and the wind sharp and piercing. I pull my dark gray cardigan sweater close.
A few days ago, Fleming and I were eating lunch when Rachel and Sophie shyly introduced themselves. They've lived in the Rock House spare suites since last semester. I'm pretty sure one of the guys put them up to it, but they
