Primalcraft: Crimes of the Father (Book 3)

Chapter 15

(The picture is of Sunny, the new hippie head druid. Enjoy the chapter!)

Jaxon embraced Blake who let out a sneeze.

"Why are we here, Elliott?" he asked, looking over at all the people. Most stood by stands filled with food and games, put up by the second years. The Harvest festival occurred far later because of all the drama but it was finally here. Jaxon had wanted to do something with Blake but a bunch of the second year had been pulled aside. Apparently, they weren't to participate in the Harvest Festival in any conventional way.

This year the festival was being put up by the river at that, and there were plenty of tents with radiators for those who were freezing.

Elliott looked excited, his smile wide while Kai stood beside him, alongside Freya and an unknown long-haired man, looking grumpy. "We have chosen fifteen random second-year students to represent the school in a newly created event this year."

Looking down at Blake who seemed distracted by something by the river. "What is it?"

Blake looked up, frowning. "You can't see them?"

"See what?"

Blake looked back at the river. "I guess they must be spirits."

"Spirits?"

"Yeah, lately I have been seeing strange things such as fishes swimming in the sky and fairies flying from tree to tree. According to Denesha, it is because it's soon what the druids call Samhain. "

"Ah, you mean Halloween. My mother calls it Samhain all the time," Jaxon said, remembering something about this being an important time for druids.

"Yes, during that time, the veil between realms weaken and spirits can be seen to them who is extra sensitive," Blake said, seemingly trying to touch something but Jaxon could only see air.

"Could you see the spirits last year?"

"No, according to Denesha it was because I haven't adjusted to my powers yet. This year though, I seem to be seeing all of them."

"Excuse me, are you done?" asked Elliott, cocking an eyebrow at them. Blake flushed, muttering an apology while Jaxon just smirked.

"You are taking too long, just get to the point."

Rolling his eyes, Elliott continued. "As I said, we will have a swift race. You fifteen will be divided into three teams. The Green Shell will be team Kai, the Red Shell will be team Freya and the Blue Shell will be my team."

It took a few seconds before Jaxon registered the words. "Rowing?"

Elliott pulled away from a large cover and showed three long row boats called racing shells.

"Oh, you must be kidding me," Alex suddenly burst out. "I am not putting myself inside some old rowboat and race down the river. I'm a bloody cat for fuck sake!"

"Yeah, lady luck must sure be pissy to whatever team you will be on," Kai chuckled before he saw his brother's face. "He is not on my team!"

"There was a draw and you got him as a team captain."

"He is a bloody cat!" Kai shouted as Alex grumbled over to the green boat.

"I have noticed. Clover, you will be the team captain of the red shell," Elliott said, watching as Clover strutted over to Freya who patted her back.

"And Wallace, you will be the team captain of my team."

"He isn't even a student here!" protested Kai, watching Wallace coming over with an embarrassed look on his face.