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Ivan

I ran after Starosta Volkova, shouting as much as I dare to without getting in more trouble than I was already in, but she was deaf to my complaints about free trial. I never trusted Starosta Volkova, but she was the director and we were all bound by ancient laws to aid her in the noble mission of continuing the education and training of young preternaturals, like myself, in Slavic Magic.

“Starosta, with all due respect, I think that…”

“Quiet, Jovanović,” said Starosta Volkova, turning around and staring me down with her huge eyes. I could smell her vukodlak magic in her blood, which made it more difficult for me to focus.

Vampires and werewolves never really liked each other, but we had to obey the truce between our species when we were at Slavonika.