 Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori
Sitting beside Evelyn, and across from Connor, Lucien surveyed the Hall slowly. His back was ram-rod straight as his brown eyes surveyed every single face as he tried to assess the danger to his pack. No matter how young he looked, he was in charge after all. As his eyes swept around the last of the faces he could see, he cursed the tables and the fact that half of the school could attack him without a seconds warning. He didn't let the feelings portray onto his face, but he knew that the following day he would be sitting on the other side so that he could survey them as closely as he just had the others. As Connor started to talk to Evelyn, Luke stayed quiet, deciding to listen for a while.
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