Location: Avalon Elite Academy – Lunchtime
The cafeteria was a palace of polished glass and gold accents. Long wooden tables. Velvet lounge booths. Gourmet food served by professional chefs.
But all eyes weren't on the food today.
They were on the table near the center—where Caelan, Azra, Liora, Noah, Selene, Isla, Zaria, and Jace sat, laughing over smoothies and slow-burn inside jokes.
Their presence bent the room around them.
Confident. Magnetic.
Untouchable.
Until…
Scene: The Air Changes
It was slight at first.
A shift in temperature. A strange silence. The soft prickle on the back of the neck that only predators and prey truly feel.
Then the doors opened.
Six new students walked in—like wolves among sheep, like royalty with teeth.
Scene: The Six New Names
The Vampires:
Cassiel Drennan – tall, dark-eyed, impossibly graceful. Moved like silence. Wore obsidian rings and had a voice like smoke.
Vivienne Roth – silver hair in a long braid, crimson eyes that never blinked. Cold, regal, and terrifyingly beautiful.
Lucian Valez – wide smile, fanged charm, charisma that poured off him like wine.
The Werewolves:
Kai Thorn – broad-shouldered, tattooed arms, golden eyes that didn't waver. Quiet. Still. Dangerous.
Nyra Emberwood – fierce. Wild curls. Combat boots with her school uniform. Eyes that sized up every corner of the room.
Rowan Blackstone – lean, sarcastic, but his smirk never reached his eyes. Watched everything. Said nothing.
Scene: The Cafeteria Holds Its Breath
They didn't smile.
They didn't speak.
They just walked slowly—deliberately—through the cafeteria.
And every step pulled tension tighter.
Caelan's eyes narrowed.
Selene set down her fork.
Azra arched a brow.
Jace muttered, "This day just got very interesting."
The six stopped across the room—at a table near the window.
And without a word, they sat. Together.
Not enemies.
Not friends.
Yet.
Final Scene: The Unspoken Challenge
Vivienne (glancing at the Vale table): "So… they're the ones."
Cassiel: "Mmm. The rumors were true."
Kai: "Looks like the game's already started."
Nyra (grinning): "Good. I'm bored of pretending."
Across the room, Caelan spoke quietly:
"We need to watch them."
Azra: "The question is… are they here to make friends?"
Liora: "Or to start a war?"