After that, Blue basically ignores us and we talk for a while, which is a first for me. I never open up to people that fast. I must have said it out loud because Ax says that it’s part of his charm and I was bound to fall in love.

I also learn that the Ax swings both ways, having not decided which side to lean on yet. Though he has set his eyes on a warrior with a stick up his ass and despite everything I have tried, he refuses to tell me who.

“Oh, shit, I forgot I have practice today,” he says, springing up from where he was lounging.

We had both drifted to comfortable positions, and it surprised me to realise that we were almost cuddling.

“Practice? You don’t look like an athlete, scratch that, you don’t talk like an athlete.”

“What, you expect every athlete to have more muscle than brain?”

“It’s been known to happen,” I answer with a shrug.

“I play basketball, though that wasn’t what I meant, I’m late for dance practice.”

“You are a dancer?” I ask my interest piqued, it must have been in my tone because Ax turns to me with a raised brow.

“Why, you like dancers or something pretty girl?”

“I should, as I am one,” I answer with a smirk, enjoying the flash of surprise in his gorgeous eyes before he buries it.

“Well then, come join me and meet the guys, will you be taking dance classes?”

“Actually no, dance is like an escape for me and studying it will just make me resent it, and I can’t join you, I’m wiped and I still have to go through the courses and pick a major.”

“Please, you won’t have to do anything, Just watch, then after we eat I’ll come help you choose your courses,” he turns those puppy eyes on me and I must admit what a lethal weapon it is.

“What are you studying if you don’t mind me asking?”

“medicine in your terms.”

“Wow, you keep surprising me.”

“I know,” He answers with a smug look.

I thought that all the males here were hot broody bastards and I’m glad he’s proved me wrong, Kill must have a major rod up his ass.

“Well, that’s no excuse. This is unofficial, just a group of people who let off steam by dancing and occasionally performing.”

“Blue baby, want to come?” I ask, praying he refuses.

But my boy has other ideas and is already taking up Ax on his offer to carry him.

“If you do that, he’ll never stop asking for free rides, this baby is lazier than I am.”

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“Where are we headed?” I ask as Ax turns in the direction that leads away from the colosseum, “I thought the colosseum has the studio.”

“It does, but it’s the official dance hang out, lots of people there, not much fun, we have a chill spot.”

We head around the back of the dorms and I’m surprised to see the castle-like building; it was extremely well hidden.

“Wow!”

“I know right, it was the former residence of a highly important person in the academy possibly faerie too but he moved, it was lying empty till I asked dad if we could use it, imagine my surprise when I find an awesome studio with all the sound systems intact, I think the dude was an artist or seriously into music and dance.”

We walk inside and I guess I expected it to look medieval, but it has a surprisingly modern look, my surprise must be clear because Ax just snorts.

“We have an architect and an interior designer in the group, after getting permission to use it we had a major renovation.”

“Well, your guys did a great job, this place looks exceptional, I’m surprised few people know it.”

“Oh, they know it, they just not allowed to come here, it’s our spot, you should be honoured we let you in,” he says amused.

I snort, following him inside a room toward the end of the hall.

“He’s right you know; most people would kill to be in your place.”

I try to contain my jump since I did not know there was someone else in here, make that someone...s.

“Boy, you forget to mention something?” I ask, turning to him with a stern look, even Blue seems uneasy, the first time that has happened since we arrived in this place.

“If I had you wouldn’t have come.”

“Relax new girl, we don’t bite, well I could, but only if you ask nicely.”

I turn to the speaker a sneer automatically appearing on my face, making a show of looking him up and down, “you are not my type.”

The smirk on his face dissolves as he stares at me stunned, his expression mirrored by everyone else.

“Am I missing something here?”

“Never mind, guys, this is Mahina, Mahina the guys.”

I survey the group and I’m surprised to spot several females not that it makes me feel better, girls are vicious.

Their expressions range from surprise to interest, and a few miffed and disgusted ones.

“Do you dance?” one guy with dark skin and platinum dreadlocks asks while he stretches on the floor.

Before I could answer, a husky voice jumps in, “Please Roan, look at her. If she can dance, it must be on poles and laps.”