BLOOD CROWN: 015

The next day, Roxanne found herself in a class for the next lesson. She could only sigh in relief knowing she wasn't wrestling or hunting; those two lessons had been nothing but disastrous.

“Over here!” Isleen and Willow waved her over to the middle of the classroom room where they were seated. Roxie passed the other girls and then sat between them.

Roxie scanned around the room, finding nothing out of the ordinary; just a normal classroom located at the top floor of the pack house with a marker board, a teacher's desk and a shelf of books. What the heck were they going to learn now? History? She thought being kidnapped from her old life meant she had stopped schooling.

“Have any idea what we are going to learn today?'' She looked at Willow and Isleen but they shook their heads but looked excited. Roxie decided to look forward to the lesson.

Five minutes later, Roxie saw a familiar face walking into the classroom with a pair of reading glasses at the bridge of his nose.

“Violet eyes!”