The academy hallway buzzes with energy, filled with the excitement of the upcoming Moon Festival.
The old stone walls are adorned with festive silver and indigo decorations, while torches flicker, casting warm, dancing shadows along the corridor. Students bustle about, their voices blending into a lively hum as they discuss the evening’s festivities. I catch snippets of conversation about the festival’s events, the full moon, and the werewolves’ traditional celebrations.
Elijah keeps me close to his side, his arm wrapped protectively around my waist as we make our way through the throng of teenagers.
As we turn a corner, I spot Valerie ahead. Sure enough, she looks like she’s n***d, plus the exception of heels. But as we move closer, I can make out her skimpy, skin-matching outfit cover
