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-RAINA’S POV-
From the mezzanine, Azara beckoned, "Your uncle's coming for Venus."
After looking up at her, my eyes switched to the parking lot, and I did not see Uncle Duke's car driving up. As Beta, he ran the pack in the absence of Alpha King Vance.
Faster than a bullet, I dashed up the stairs to help Azara with Venus. When I saw her at the same desk by the classroom window, she had gone limp and semi-conscious.
Azara c****d her brows high, and lowly stated, “You look like shit.”
Dismissing her, I fanned my hand and focused on Venus. I was well cognizant of how messy I must look in comparison to my orderly image, but I did not get the time to fix my appearance with everything happening this swiftly.
Our classmates whispered and buzzed with murmurs. Werewolves do not get sick u
