AN: SHORT CHAPTER.

I look around me and suddenly realize that we've all ended up in the Student Counsel members only room.

Everyone spreads out to various locals in the large room and no one says a thing until all the solid flesh beings are settled. I choose a rolling office looking chair to sit in, but I flip it so that I can rest my chin on the back of it. Suddenly I feel exhausted.

My long dress and impropriety be damned, I want to be comfortable. I take in a grateful breath because my boobs are taped to the dress. They won't pop out to say hi anytime soon, no matter my position.

"We can't even narrow down your enemies because you simply have too many." David says sounding more angry at the people who hate Verena than at Verena herself. He's floating around translucently but no one takes an issue with a floating voice because we're used to the ghosts' near disappearances by now.

Verena and Robert, who still has an unconscious Beth in his arms, are seated in a large loveseat together. Both have rigid posture but they don't look the least bit uncomfortable. Neither make a move or sound to show the same annoyance as David.

Instead they seem to be in their own little worlds. My only guess is that they're going over all the people Verena's pissed off during her very long life. From her personality, most of them should be dead by now unless she hasn't yet gotten around to taking care of them yet.

Which I can relate to completely, I plan for Dominic and I to leave this world at the same time.

"We can narrow it down to those in the gym." Eric says from a single comfortable chair not too far from me. His head and arms are thrown back and his eyes are completely closed. He threw his jacket onto a side table and unbuttoned his shirt damn near to his navel.

I guess I'm not the only one damning dress codes. These clothes look amazing but are restricting.

The only reason I could tell he was awake was because he was talking, that's how lax he looks.

"Why do you say that? " Katy asks from her horizontal position on one of the couches.

"Because a spell like that requires proximity to the target." Beth replies sleepily from Robert's arms. Her voice is soft but most of us caught it.

"Still doesn't really help us though." I grumble annoyed by this entire situation.

Verena shakes her head. "It takes my list of thousands to only a couple hundred."

Her words surprise me. She allows that many people to live? Maybe she and I aren't of the same mindset after all.

"And even smaller still because those in the furthest bleachers, say those on the second level and the ones on the opposite side of gym, couldn't have done it." Beth sighs out as she falls asleep again.

"Hmmm."

"Now we have something to work with."

"Can we narrow it further and exclude non-magic wielding species?"

Good question, it paused everyone in the room as we contemplated this.

Was this a single person doing this or did they have help? If it was a group, was it a mix of species? We've already asked these questions but since no answers have appeared, we have to ask them again.

"Exclude the wolves." Eric's voice shatters our quiet contemplation.

The 'Why?' is obvious in the room because he explains.

"We're currently prioritized on strengthening the pack. Not one wolf is heavily focused on supernatural politics at the moment or really ever, we have few dissenters on the isle but none with serious connections to magic."

He means that the wolves are too busy talking about me. I throw a sharp look at Eric but he doesn't bother to look up at me, or even open his eyes.

"When were you going to tell me this?" I seethe.

"If you spoke or even walked among them, you'd have seen this coming from miles away."

Everything within me wants to lash out but I can feel the eyes of the room on me.

Again.

"That she-wolf had no right to air out her frustrations at the assembly. She could have come up to me instead." I force calm.

"When Bex? You're never out in public spaces. She and every other wolf have every right to challenge you. She was scared and heart broken, a child."

"And I wasn't?" I retort close to anger. Being of human legal age at the time means nothing, I was my parents child and they were taken from me.

"Those wolves are still pack Bex and your actions weren't those of an Alpha."

"I wasn't an Alpha back then and I'm not one now. It's the only reason of why he isn't dead yet." I scoff at his stupidity. If I could've killed Dominic that day, I would have.

My father groomed me to be Alpha of the pack and if I had my wolf, I would have challenged Dominic on the spot. I would've been a very young leader but with Eric's dad not too far away, I would've become great.

Eric sighs and stays silent which I'm fine with.

No one bothers to pretend that they aren't listening. Interestingly enough, they also don't seem to be ridiculing me. Almost as if this is a safe space to air our ideas and dissent without fear of our words getting out.

Too bad I trust none of them and chose my words carefully. It has never been a secret that I'm aiming for his throat.

Someone changes the subject since that one is now closed, again, as it rightfully should be.

"The undead are out then, we simply don't care." The male- Tucker claims with the girl, I think her name is Paris, nodding her head in agreement.

"The fae may be involved but I'm not sure if it is entirely us." Rose answers honestly from her position on the same couch as Katy. The panther's feet are resting in her lap and she's relaxed back into the large pillows. It's a small wonder that her wings don't hurt from this.

Speaking of fae, I realize that I can feel Will trying to get around my new mental wall but failing.

His efforts increase in power and for a tense second I can almost feel it breaking until I close my eyes to concentrate. I have no time to build a mental standing base on an actual solid emotion so I use sheer willpower.

The room gets noticeably colder, but my concentration breaks when Robert snaps.

"Knock it off Will."

The fae stands up from his position at a table across the room and is visibly- steaming?

Snowing, but angrily?

Hailing?

'Do that again and you will not like how I respond.' His voice booms around in my head like a thousand sharp spears. Needless to say that my mind is defenseless to his anger.

Pain radiates in my skull and I nearly black out.

Eric's up immediately tackling Will but I don't see much else because Verena suddenly zips in front of me.

"Let us leave." Is all she says and carefully helps me get up from the chair. She's gentle as hell, an outsider wouldn't have guessed that an hour or so ago she threw a wizard around by his neck. Or that she had to be tackled into the school's bleachers.

Before anything truly registers in my mind, we're in front of Eric's apartment. I shakily take out the keys and unlock the door.

Which is a miracle because Verena feels no need to lock doors. If I took any longer she would've forced the door open.

Verena doesn't bother letting me do much more than opening the door, she instead just carries me to my room. If I was feeling well, I'd feel like a feeble child.

Too bad I feel like one.

"Go to sleep Bex. It's been a long day." Her voice is a soft murmur as my brain shuts down to recover.

I faintly hear the front door being slammed open and then someone yelling but the pain makes sure that I could care less about ease dropping.

AN: Okay so this is just a fluffy chapter because I can't just end the assembly day without this...? Does that make sense? Btw, I interchange Katy and Kathy because I can never remember which name I gave her.