Confrontation at the School Gate

The sun had barely risen when Alaric made his way to school, his mind clear and focused. He now carried the weight of his regained memories, a sense of completeness that only amplified his power and sharpened his instincts. With each step, he felt more at ease with the control he had over his aura, thanks to the red cross that allowed him to regulate his presence as he saw fit. He knew the day would bring new challenges, but he was ready.

As Alaric approached the school gate, he noticed a figure leaning casually against the stone wall. It was the same werewolf from the other day—the one who had menacingly smiled at Evelyn. The young man was flanked by a large, imposing servant with a fierce expression. The servant's muscular build and predatory stance radiated hostility, clearly marking him as a dangerous fighter.