Chapter 124: Unleashed Nightmare

Violet’s back was pressed firmly against the wall, her heart pounding so furiously as she stared into the abyss where Richmond’s eyes had once been. Holy creator of the universe.What in the hell was going on in this school?

Suddenly, as abruptly as they’d changed, Richmond’s eyes shifted back to normal. The tension in the room eased instantly as he threw his head back and burst into laughter. The rich, deep sound echoed off the walls, incongruously carefree.

"I don’t think I’ll ever get over scaring newbies like this," he said, wiping a nonexistent tear from his eye.

He stared at Violet who looked like every atom of blood had been drained from her life, saying, "You took it well, to be honest. Most first-timers usually run out of my office screaming."

"Although," he added with a cackle that reminded Violet of an old-school villain, "they have no choice but to come back for their counseling session."

"What are you?" Violet gasped, shaken.

Her mind was racing. While she knew of the supernatural creatures officially acknowledged by the world that existed, nothing about Richmond fit those descriptions. Why would the school even harbor whatever he was?

Plopping down on his seat, Richmond leaned forward with the confidence of one that knew he had her cornered. "Want to know?" Richmond asked smoothly with a hint of challenge.

He gestured to the chair in front of his desk. "Sit, then. We’ve got a counseling session."

Violet hesitated, her thoughts warring within her. Their counseling time was technically up, and she could always ask someone —preferably Lila—about him later. But deep down, she knew no one could give her a clearer answer than the man—or creature—in front of her. And if he had any bad intentions, surely he wouldn’t have revealed himself like this.

did she

and sit. She made a point of looking as composed as possible, her expression schooled into

amused expression as she sat down. "Well," she began, her voice cool and

"Micah," he interrupted.

"What?"

said casually, though his eyes held a trace of annoyance. "Richmond is a surname I’d rather

say so." She locked eyes with him. "So, tell me, Micah. What

tone calm,

Violet’s jaw nearly hit the floor. "No way," she

legend." Micah grinned dramatically, spreading

her head, trying to piece it together. "Sure, demons exist, but a werewolf and a demon... mating?

is," Micah interjected with deliberate emphasis,

his face making her stomach twist. Her blood chilled as the raw

breath, the curse escaping

Micah agreed, his tone almost indifferent despite the gravity of his words. He spoke as though he

hands on the desk. "My father, the Alpha

growing wide. "Your father was

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