Ivan
"No one's happy," Vince warned me when I exited the car. He looked at the packhouse, clearly worried. "They want answers, and they're impatient."
Vince was right. I could hear them debating from out here. Their mind-links were pretty much the same. Since I'd started focusing my magic, that had become amplified, which meant sometimes, I couldn't shut it off. I needed to get back to training because if I didn't, I'd live with a permanent migraine. The strange thing was I wanted to get back to testing,
The noise in the building died the second I opened the door. They all knew I was here, and their fear and anxiety were focused in my direction. If I were anyone else, it would've scared me. Thankfully, I was prepared for the stares when I opened the doors to the dining hall, unsurprised that almost everyone was there. They all watched as I strode to the main table where Nefera was waiting.
