Valen POV
It is pouring down as Marcus pulls up out the front so I can pick Valarian up from school. I step out of the car into a puddle; the gutters overflowing and spilling onto the footpath. The drains had been blocked, and the water flowed down the gutter, rushing like a river and filling my shoe with water.
I growl, shaking my foot to get the water out of my shoe before racing for the school's front door. Marcus waits behind in the car because he is on the phone still, the audio going through the car's Bluetooth. My toes squelch in my shoes as I walk on the slippery floors to the primary office.
On the way here, I called ahead. So, when I step into the small office, the secretary calls up to his class the moment she sees me walk in to let the teacher know I am here to collect him.
