Katrina
I'd been worried when Luka passed out the written exam and didn't know the answer to the very first question. A queasy feeling filled my belly as I began to wonder if I'd fail all of my midterms. Would this be the end? Would I be kicked out of Divine Academy and forced to live my life as a regular being? While I didn't want to lose my fated, I wondered if perhaps it would be for the best. All the drama would end. There would be no battle against Good and Evil. Brahma would leave me be, knowing I was a dupe. Kek wouldn't try to resurrect Kauket from the dead; darkness wouldn't rein. The Etir wouldn't exist any longer, as their quest would be quashed. Or would it? Did they need my Divine Gifts to perform their ritual, or would just my blood be enough? Just because I didn't have my powers didn't mean my heritage would change. Lilith and Michael would still be my parents.
It was a platitude of worries that I shouldn't have been worried about because shortly after Luka began the test, he stood back up, eyeing me, letting the class know that the written exam would be an open-book test. I sighed with relief. I might not have this entire Divine Gift thing down yet, but I did know how to skim-read; it'd been a skill I'd excelled at throughout school. I didn't spend much time studying because the information I did learn I retained easily and the information I didn't learn I was able to teach myself quickly before the quizzes and tests began.
My proctor gave Luka a puzzled look but kept her mouth shut since it was a solution he'd offered to his entire class. I took a quick glance around the classroom and noticed that almost the entire class seemed relieved with the open-book option. That's when I saw her. Kayla. She was sitting in the very back row, in the corner, hidden by the shadows.
Gone was the timid-shy female I'd known her to be, and in her place was a woman of the night, a temptress, someone skilled in the art of seduction. Her blouse was unbuttoned, almost exposing her breasts entirely, the lace of her black bra exposed. Her skirt hiked up, offering you a glimpse of the silk panties she wore beneath, the same shade as her bra, and her classes were sitting at the edge of her nose, almost like a prop. She looked like a sexy librarian, and from the way her eyes met mine, staring daggers at me, I knew she'd dressed this way solely for my Fated. She was set on her mission to make Luka hers.
I could feel my Demonic side boiling over. My succubus wasn't happy that someone else wanted to claim what was mine. She wanted to burn Kayla alive, causing her intense pain. I could see images flashing through my mind of Kayla's body covered in Hell Fire, her skin slowly starting to melt from her bones, and her mouth opened wide, screaming in silence. And for once, I didn't feel guilty over the images my succubus had conjured. I was in agreeance with her. My jealousy was so sickening that I would do whatever to make it stop, even if it meant taking out my opponent in a brutal way.
"Eyes on your tests," Luka called out, his eyes once again on me, making me wonder if he'd sensed the change in my aura.
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