Kestrel’s POV
I ignore Sera's protests echoing from our dorm room as I grab my bag and head out. I don't want to hear her tantrums about Diego anymore not tonight. Tonight is supposed to be perfect.
Diego wants to meet me at the rink side as our first date and I've never been more elated and I'm determined to make a good impression. I clutch the bag of homemade treats tighter, it was simple pies and doughnuts I made using the school's kitchen. My heart pounds with excitement as I hurry across campus, hoping I'm not late.
That's when a shadow slams in front of me like a damn ghost.
My heart lurches so violently that I almost drop the bag. “Holy crap—Zephyrux!” I half yelled.
He c***s his head, that wolfish smirk tugging at his lips like he’s been waiting for me to freak out. His eyes g
