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“Then I’m sure she’ll bite you or something.”
“Do birds even bite?”
“I don’t know enough about ravens to be sure. Maybe it’s just a peck?”
“All right. How about Midnight?” I ask the raven.
She pushes her beak against my fingers.
“Ow, okay. Not Midnight. Erm...Swiftwing?”
She repeats the motion while Cethin stands there and watches with bemusement clear on his face.
“Okay, okay. Thistle?” I hold a breath while I wait for the raven to let her displeasure be known, but this time she doesn’t do anything. “Thistle it is.”
“It’s a good name,” Cethin agrees.
“It is.”
“Come on, let’s get to the classroom before anyone catches us here,” he says, reminding me that we’re still in the middle of the courtyard and that curfew was hours ago. Maybe the staff don’t patrol the building as much as they claim to.
“It doesn’t even make sense that we have curfew,” I mutter. “Aren’t we all over eighteen?”
He shrugs. “Maybe they’re worried about all the mischief that we could get up to. Or perhaps the castle is haunted and they’re just trying to keep us away from the ghosts.”
“Ghosts hardly seem like they’d be that big of a deal compared to some of the students.”
“I don’t have an explanation for you,” he says. “We’re just here, so we have to abide by the rules.”
“Or actively choose to ignore them,” I respond.
He chuckles. “Yes, or that. So let’s go break some more.” He takes my hand in his.
I don’t mind breaking the rules so much when it’s with someone like him.
CHAPTER12
Cethin
I glanceat Anja to make sure she’s okay, and she gives me a reassuring smile in response. I know that breaking into a classroom is reckless, even if it is for a good reason.
I call on my magic, the purple smoke sneaking into the lock and making it click. I push open the door and gesture for her to head inside.
“You’d think they’d use locks that would stop magical interference,” she murmurs.
“Maybe they think no one is dumb enough to break into a classroom in the first place.”
She brushes past me, reaching out to trail her hand across my chest as she does, while Thistle sways on her shoulder, completely unaffected by the situation. I don’t know enough about familiars to be certain, but it does seem normal from what I’ve witnessed around the academy.
I close the door and place another spell on it that should let me know if anyone tries to open it unexpectedly. Though I do believe what I said to Anja, I think for the most part, the staff just don’t expect students to end up in here randomly.
I turn around to find her standing in the moonlight, her lips parted and the silver-white of her hair shining, making her look more beautiful than ever.
Mate.
The urge to ignore everything and kiss her overtakes me. Though in reality, I want far more than that. But I can’t. I have to fight with that part of myself and make it wait until she knows she’s sure about me. About us. I can’t force the mating bond on her, even if I know she’s the one who can make me happy for a long time.
“Are you okay?” she asks, stepping forward and lifting a hand.
