A newly triggered werewolf attends the Salvatore Boarding School. Having to deal with her new found strength and anger issues, Alexandria Sinclair tries her best to make her way through the supernatural world, all while falling for a certain tribrid...
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Landon was in trouble.
At the cemetery, Rafael and Hope discovered that Landon may have been in danger. Rafael had made Hope promise to him to do all that she could do to help him. So that's what she planned to do as she waited till the dead of night to make her move. Hope felt a sense of responsibility for the two foster brothers. After all, she was one of the people who voted him out.
The only problem was, that Hope didn't have a proper means of doing so. With no car or license, she wasn't left with many options. On one hand, she could sneak into the Headmaster's office, steal his keys and commit grand theft auto. But on the other, she could ask someone that she knew had a car and a license. A lot more easier and a lot more legal. So when everyone was asleep, Hope snuck through the desolate building to make her way to a familiar dorm room.
She was light on her feet so as to not make too much noise and alert anyone else. Slowly turning the doorknob and pushing the door open quietly to find the sleeping werewolf curled up in her bed.
She maneuvered over to the side of the bed to see her hugging her pillow tightly with her head buried in it. What Hope had discovered was that Alexandria was a pretty light sleeper, because when she had softly placed her hand onto her shoulder and gently shook her, Alexandria had almost immediately became to stir herself awake. But she was given a fright when she saw Hope hovering over her.
"What the fu–?!"
Hope covered Alexandria's mouth before she could finish her sentence. "Shh! Be quiet. I don't need you to wake up this whole floor," she warned her in a hushed tone.
After Alexandria had calmed down the tribrid removed her hand, but a small crease remained between her eyebrows, letting Hope know she was confused. "I need your help with something," she asked quietly.
Alexandria sluggishly sat up and peered behind her to the window to see that it was still night. "What could you possibly need my help for at this time of night?" Alexandria whispered, rubbing her eyes.
"Landon's in trouble," she stated, causing Alexandria to stop. Hope watched as her expression changed to one of annoyance.
"We voted him out so he wouldn't get into trouble," Alexandria deadpanned.
"I gave him this thing, it's basically a compass. I told him that if he ever found himself in trouble he could use it as a way to let me know. It lit up when I was at the cemetery and I'm worried," Hope explained and the werewolf's expression softened.
"So why do you need my help exactly? Not saying that I don't want to help you, but I think they're people much more qualified for the job."
"Uh- because you have a car and a license," she stated after a pause as if it was obvious.
Alexandria's eyebrows furrowed with curiosity when she noticed the lack of confidence in her answer. The werewolf sighed and ran her hand over her face. Rubbing her eyes to try and remove the sleepiness she still felt. When she glanced at Hope she saw the slight desperation in her eyes.
