Joint Term Begins

While the students received their tokens, trouble found Luke.

"Why even bother taking a token, Luke Kingsley? Without a beast, aren't you going to decorate the bottom of the rankings? Save yourself the embarrassment!"

As usual, Luke ignored buffoons. He focused on his token syncing with his identity.

But the guy kept poking his back with the tip of a pen. His pals whispered and giggled, making a scene.

"There's no place to hide, Luke Kingsley! We have arrived!"

"The VP has authorized challenges! Let's see how brittle our Duke's son really is!"

The instigator leaned forward, his hot breath romancing Luke's neck.

"The second we leave this orientation hall, I am going to school you. Really. Really. Bad."

Luke didn't even have to swat the fly behind him because his Amazon of a sister crushed it first.

"If you open your dog mouth one more time in my presence, I will make sure you never speak again."