You are flat on your ass

What happened? That is the extent of your ability, one second Eden said begin the next you were looking up at the ceiling. “Winner Miss Tenebrae.”

Your chest feels heavy. You lift your head and see the woman sitting on top of you. Which would have been weird by from your angle and how she was sitting on you, you were looking up her skirt. She puts her hand on the top of your solar plexus and pushes standing up over you glaring down at you and still letting you see up her skirt, she had cute red panties on.

“I suggest you go to get that checked out.” Eden said offering you a hand. You take it not sure what she meant, she tapped her forehead. You reached up to feel your own and when you pull your hand back there is blood. You’ll kinda shocked and look at Miss Tenebrae to see the stick in her hand had a noticeable redness to it.

“Miss Ciar, you were challenge is that correct?” Eden said looking into the crowd, the crowd of worryingly blurry faces. One of those faces nodded and you thought those eyes were kinda amber. “Was there a wager?” another nod. “Would you have won?” another nod. “Take him to the nurse.”

“Hey wait!” the voice was from a guy and thankfully the faces started to become less blurry.

“Young man you challenged a werewolf to game of her choice, if I don’t send her out now I’ll have to send two students to the nurse.”

The guys face was shocked or angry it was still kinda blurry. Aimil walked over and put one of your arms around her shoulders and started walking you out of the room. You were stunned by her strength she was practically carrying you out of the room more than helping you.

As you two walked she started sniffing you again. “You didnae smell as good.” There was a noticeable growl to her voice and the whole werewolf thing quickly flooded your mind.

You assumed it had to do with Morgan, hopefully it wasn’t the blood. “Sorry.”

“Not ya fault.” She sniffed again, “It’ll wear off.” The way she said that was a lot more not entirely comforting. “So not Cerberus?”

“No Amarok.” As you said it you felt her tense slightly, so she knew the word at least, or she knew the animal, wait is it an actually magical animal out there or just a myth, you should ask Morgan.

“didnae ken there was a Amarok house.”

“Apparently has been a few hundred years since there was a member of the house.”

“So you’re alone?”

She seemed to have real concern for you, well if she was a werewolf you guessed she might have a pack thing, do werewolves pack like normal wolves. Well they had clan isn’t that was Alister said.

“Yes.” She said it so quickly that you thought she was reading your mind, until you realised that was silly, you just had a concussion and were so much worse than you thought. “If you lonely you can visit.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at her and felt kinda nauseous so you stopped talking. She seemed ok with that.

As she mostly carried you it was getting hard to ignore the fact a very pretty Scottish werewolf was very close to you and after that encounter with the dryad. Oh maybe that is the smell Aimil doesn’t like.

You aren’t entirely sure how long you had been carried when Aimil stops walking outside a door. Aimil opens it and in you two walk.

The nurses office looked like a hospital with beds and the pull curtain and everything. Aimil moves you to one of the beds and sets you down. Before going to presumably look for the nurse.

You feel the desire to lay down. Before you get the chance a thin trail of smoke drifts in from the still open door of the infirmary.

It coalesced it’s Morgan. She looked kinda mad. “You lost.” It was a statement more than a question.

“I…” You feel like you would be better at explaining were it not for the fact your brain had been bounced around your skull.

“Who are you?” The voice was matronly and both you and Morgan look over to see a tall woman standing next to Aimil. The woman had a raised eyebrow and a look approaching a glare.

“Morgan, I am his mentor.” Morgan turned to smoke for an instant then reform facing the woman.

“And I am his nurse. I don’t know you and I know all the staff in the Academy.” The nurse shifted slightly and Aimil shifted away from what you had a feeling was about to become a firing line.

Morgan didn’t flinch she looked at you then back at the nurse. She rolled her eyes. “Come back to the common room when you’re fixed.” With that Morgan turned back to smoke and drifted out of the room.

The nurse told Aimil to close the door and walked over to you. She reach a hand down to your forehead. Wherever her fingertips went a pleasant tingling sensation trailed behind.

“Mild concussion, slight fracture. Did you run into a wall?”

“It was a challenge.” Aimil answered for you as she took a position on your free side.

“He needs to answer.” The response for the nurse was warm and friendly.

“I got smacked in the head by a stick wielded by a crazy woman.” You answered as accurately as you could. Aimil let out a single laugh that seemed to escape against her will.

“I take it Mrs Flint wanted to make a point about challenges.” The nurse sighs. “Every time she does that lecture at least one of her students end up in here. Here.” Her hand leave your head and is now holding up a lollipop.

You feel, honestly better than you have ever felt before and take the offered sweet. “Thanks.”

“You’re easy.” There is a slight pause the three of you consider the phrasing, “I mean the damage was easy to fix and the dryad pheromones weren’t that strong.” There is a slight blush rising and she smiles at the two of you before walking away quickly. You try your best to resist but your eyes can’t help but drift to her butt.

“You gonnae eat that?” You look at the sweet in your hand and huge puppy dog eyes she is giving you.

“Here.” You offer it to her and she snatches it out of you hand and pops it into her mouth. She smiles at you.

“Thanks.” She pops it out of her mouth and leans forwards. For a moment you think she is going to kiss. You’re kinda let down when you hear her inhale. “Donnae like dryads. Their pheromones make everyone horny, which is fun but I cannea smell anything else.”

“What?” You remember the dryad getting off next to you but all she did was touch your pants.

“I smelt one dryad in our year, guess you got close with her.” She’s grinning at you with the lollipop sticking out of her mouth.

“No, she just kinda, got off next to me.” You aren’t entirely sure this is the sort of conversation you should be having with a stranger, especially one as pretty as Aimil. On the other hand you are having a conversation with a werewolf.

“Dryads for you.” Aimil rolls her eyes as if this is a perfectly common thing. “You going back to your common room?”

“Yeah I guess.” Aimil doesn’t say anything, but she stares at you expectantly. “Want to come with me?”

“Ok.” She smiles and walked to the door, opening it before looking back at you.

You shrug, the nurse said you were fixed and Morgan did tell you to come back. Only question was if you really did want to. There would be other classes going on that you maybe should go to given its your first day and all. Also bring a girl back to your place on the first day seems kinda, aside from awesome, weird.