Later that evening, after the chaos had settled and the captured sorcerer was dragged off by the academy's guards, Aresando and Jade finally returned to their dorm. The adrenaline had worn off, replaced by a bone-deep fatigue—and something else neither of them dared to name out loud.
They were silent as they entered, but the room felt different now. Charged. Alive.
Jade closed the door behind them with a quiet click, her tail flicking slowly behind her. Aresando kicked off his boots and flopped onto the bed, groaning. "If every day's going to be like this," he muttered into the pillow, "I'm going to need a bonus just to survive."
Jade laughed softly, her voice lower, almost purring. "You did well, master. Really well."
She stepped closer, her eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. "You're stronger than you think. And that's… exciting."
Aresando rolled onto his back just in time to see her kneel on the bed beside him, peering down with a mischievous grin. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice somewhere between nervous and intrigued.
Jade tilted her head, her ears twitching. "Today's been… intense. And I told you before—there's a day each month when we wolf girls get a little... clingy." She leaned closer, golden eyes locked on his. "Guess what day it is?"
Aresando swallowed. "I'm guessing it's today?"
"Mm-hmm." She grinned, then suddenly flopped onto the bed beside him, sprawling dramatically across his chest. "Don't worry. I won't bite."
There was a beat of silence. Then another. Aresando's arm was pinned awkwardly beneath her, and he wasn't entirely sure what to do with his other one. He let it rest lightly on her shoulder. "You're warm."
"I'm a wolf. We're always warm. Especially when we're curled up next to someone we like."
She yawned—adorably—and nestled closer.
Despite himself, Aresando smiled. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "I'm… glad you're here."
"You'd better be," she mumbled, already drifting off, "because I'm not going anywhere."
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The Next Morning…
Aresando woke up with a mouthful of silver hair and a very warm weight wrapped around him. Jade's arm was slung over his chest, and her leg… was definitely not where a friend's leg should be.
His heart skipped a beat as her breath tickled his neck. She shifted in her sleep and murmured something that sounded suspiciously like "mine."
He blushed furiously.
"G-Good morning?"
Her golden eyes blinked open slowly, and a lazy smirk curved her lips. "Well good morning, master…"
Before he could reply, the academy's morning bell rang loudly through the building, and Jade groaned in protest. "Ugh. Stupid class. I was comfortable."
Aresando leapt out of bed like it was on fire. "We're going to be late!"
Classes that day were… eventful.
Magic Theory turned into Magical Chaos when Aresando accidentally made a book talk instead of light up. (It immediately started spilling his deepest thoughts in front of the entire class. Jade laughed so hard she cried.)
Sword Training went better—he passed every trial, dodged every trap, and even managed to deflect a lightning bolt with pure instinct. His instructors whispered behind their clipboards.
But the real challenge came after class.
As Aresando stepped into the courtyard, a group of girls immediately approached him—bold, confident, each one seemingly more dazzling than the last.
"Hey, you're that new guy, right? You were amazing in the training hall," purred one with emerald-green eyes.
Another, twirling her wand, leaned in. "You know, you should come study with us sometime. We're really good… at group work."
A third just smiled. "So… are you free tonight?"
Aresando blinked, overwhelmed.
"Uh… I—"
He didn't get to finish.
A sudden low growl rumbled from behind him.
Jade stepped into view, arms crossed, eyes narrow. Her tail flicked once, sharply. "He's busy."
The temperature dropped by ten degrees.
The girls faltered, eyes darting between the intense wolf girl and the very much not-single Aresando. One tried to laugh it off. "Oh! We didn't know he was—"
"Taken?" Jade finished with a razor-sharp smile. "He is. Very."
The girls backed off, muttering excuses as they vanished down the path.
Aresando turned to her, stunned. "You didn't have to… scare them away like that."
Jade shrugged innocently. "What? I'm just looking out for you."
"You growled."
She smirked. "You liked it."
He blushed again. Maybe… maybe he did.
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Later that evening, the moon hung low over the academy, casting silver light across the stone paths. The air was cool, tinged with magic, and everything felt just a little too quiet.
Aresando leaned against the railing of the dorm balcony, gazing out across the enchanted forest that bordered the school grounds. His mind was racing—from the intense training, the swarm of flirty classmates, and Jade's increasingly… possessive behavior.
He ran a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of it all.
"You thinking about those girls again?" came a voice behind him.
He turned to see Jade, leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed. She had changed into a long, loose academy shirt that just barely reached her thighs—her tail swayed lazily behind her.
"No," Aresando said, maybe a little too quickly. "I was just thinking. About everything. Magic, training… you."
Jade's ears perked, and she stepped closer, her golden eyes searching his face. "You've changed," she said quietly. "Since you got here. Stronger. Smarter. But also…" she reached up, fingers brushing his collarbone, "more tempting."
Aresando froze, heart pounding. "Tempting?"
"You're usually always shy but it seems you can't resist me eh"
Her voice dropped, almost a whisper. "You have no idea what it does to me when I see you like that… focused, commanding. It stirs something in me I can't ignore."
Their eyes locked. Neither of them moved.
Jade leaned in slowly, her breath warm against his neck. "One day," she murmured, "I'm going to make you mine. Not just my master. Mine."
Aresando's breath caught in his throat.
But before anything more could happen, the academy's night chime rang—a soft bell signaling curfew. The moment snapped.
Jade chuckled and stepped back. "Come on. We don't want to get detention, do we?"
He stared at her as she sauntered back inside, tail swaying with every step.
He was doomed.
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The next day…
Aresando arrived at the training hall to find a new challenge waiting for him: a mock battle against three upperclassmen at once. His instructors watched carefully, whispering among themselves.
But Aresando didn't falter. He moved like lightning, his instincts sharper than ever. He weaved through attacks, countered with precision, and even managed to summon a wave of force that sent one opponent flying into a wall—gently, but firmly.
By the end of the match, the entire class was staring in silence.
"Who is this guy?" one student whispered.
Jade, watching from the sidelines, was practically glowing with pride—and something else, something more primal. Her tail twitched excitedly, her eyes following his every move.
As he walked over to her, catching his breath, she smirked. "You keep this up," she whispered in his ear, "and I won't be able to control myself much longer."
Aresando gulped.
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That night, a mysterious envelope appeared under their door.
Sealed with black wax and stamped with a strange, ancient rune.
Aresando picked it up slowly, the paper humming faintly with magic.
"What is it?" Jade asked, ears perked.
He broke the seal.
Inside was a single card.
"Come to the east tower at midnight. Come alone. —A friend."
They looked at each other.
Neither spoke—but the tension in the air crackled like fire.
The moon hung low over Solarnis Academy, casting pale silver light through the arched windows as Aresando made his way down the side corridors. The letter had been unsigned, but the handwriting was elegant—almost too refined. Come alone. Midnight. West Tower observatory. No explanation. No name.
He could still feel Jade's gaze on him from earlier, the way she had clung just a little tighter than usual, her golden eyes sharp when those girls approached. And now… she hadn't said a word when he said he was going out. Just nodded, ears twitching, tail still.
He reached the spiral stairs of the West Tower and began to ascend. His footsteps echoed, every creak of stone loud in the silence.
At the top, the observatory door stood ajar. Faint candlelight spilled out.
He stepped inside.
The room was circular, its domed ceiling made of enchanted crystal that showed the real night sky above—stars swirling faintly like a dream. Dozens of astrolabes and magical instruments hummed softly in the background.
And standing in the center, silhouetted against the constellations, was a figure.
Not a professor.
Not a guard.
A girl.
Long raven hair fell down her back in waves. Her uniform was modified like Jade's, but darkened with deep violet accents, the mark of the Shadow Studies track. She turned slowly, eyes gleaming silver.
"You came," she said, voice soft but cold.
Aresando stopped. "Yeah. You gonna tell me why you lured me up here like I'm the main character in a cursed romance novel?"
She smiled faintly. "I wanted to see it for myself. The one who shattered an infernal drake with his bare hands." She stepped closer. "You're dangerous."
He tilted his head. "You always flirt by accusing people of being a threat?"
"No," she said. "Only when it makes me curious."
Before he could respond, she held out something—a small orb of swirling darkness. It pulsed once.
"This was found at the site of the summoning circle. It matches the signature of your coin. I think you're not just a summoning anomaly. I think you're the epicenter."
Aresando stared at it. "…And what does that make me?"
She stepped even closer, now barely a foot away. "A key. Or a weapon. Or a king." Her eyes flicked to his lips for the briefest second. "Depends who gets to you first."
Suddenly, a soft growl echoed from the shadows.
A breeze blew through the room.
And Jade stepped out of the darkness near the doorway, arms folded, expression calm—but her tail was lashing like a whip behind her.
"I thought you said come alone," she said lightly, golden eyes locked on the raven-haired girl.
"I did," the girl replied smoothly. "But I knew he wouldn't be."
Jade crossed the room in three steps and casually slipped between them, her back to Aresando, eyes on the stranger. "We're done here."
There was a tense silence. The girl studied Jade for a moment… then smirked.
"Interesting," she murmured, turning away. "Looks like the key already chose a lock."
She vanished into the shadows without another word.
Aresando exhaled. "Well. That wasn't ominous at all."
Jade turned slowly, looking up at him with a mixture of irritation and relief. "You were going to go without backup?"
"I didn't want you in danger."
She stepped forward and—very gently—bopped his forehead with one finger. "Idiot." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Don't leave me out of things like this."
"I won't," he said. "Not again."
Her hand lingered against his chest a little longer than necessary. The moment stretched.
Then she cleared her throat and stepped back. "Let's go. You owe me hot chocolate."
Aresando blinked. "I do?"
"Mm-hm." She smiled now "For stressing me out and attracting dangerous girls like you're made of pheromones and chaos."
He laughed. "You really think I'm that interesting?"
Jade gave him a slow once-over. "I think you have no idea how dangerous you really are."
They walked side by side into the night, the stars still spinning silently above them.