Omerta’s POV
One minute I was surrounded by people staring at me with a mix of disgust, fear, and awe, and the next everyone was running around, and I was being ushered out of the cafeteria to what that unknown teacher referred to as the underground shelter.
There was an attack, and it seemed like everyone here was aware of the attack protocol.
Many of the students went on and on about the mafia conflict, and I would have assumed that was the case. It made sense, because we have faced this in New York as well, but only if the werewolf students and their actions were not such a giveaway. Not only were the werewolf students in charge of getting people into the shelters, but many of them were also missing, claiming they were a part of the protection detail.
Guess it was something related
