Stella Lockheed
We stumbled back into the Academy, our ragtag group a walking testament to the supernatural circus we just survived.
The moonlit forest was officially in the rearview mirror. I peeled away from Caspian and Lucas, my attention landing on Tristan, still snoozing on Mister Mittens' back like a wizardry backpack.
"Tristan, you better wake up," I mumbled, caressing his cheek gently. Back in the woods, he had wolfed out again, and I wasn't sure if he would regain control of himself. Now, my worries were lifted as he was back in his human form. He wasn't undressed, though, as his uniform was magically back on his body, thanks to Willow's spell. "Is he okay?" I blurted out, my eyes still on him."
Caspian's voice made me look up. "Yeah, he's fine. He's just drained of energy, I
