Mr Patrick turned in his seat to watch Ava the moment she opened the detention room door.
She looked him square in the eye and thought of sheep jumping over rainbows.
Mr Patrick rolled his eyes and turned back to watch the room. So what exactly was he, to be able to read her mind? Seers couldn’t do this, but there were so many different species here at the academy that she didn’t know much about. This was nothing like her pack at home, where everyone knew everyone, even if they didn’t all live close together.
“Take your seat, Miss Morgan.”
Where had he been that night when the horrible teacher had taken his place? She had been so confused and had needed his help. Maybe he could help her now.
“Must I repeat myself? You’re disturbing everyone.”
And that was when she saw that, for a ch
