Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

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'Still…..she pays more attention than I thought,' I mused, narrowing my eyes slightly. Not that it mattered in the long run. Eleanor was safe. She was someone who understood the weight of secrets and the value of silence. If there was anyone in the academy who wouldn't let a slip of knowledge become a weapon, it was her.

Even so, her move had consequences. Being placed under her direct mentorship would shift the spotlight in my direction, however subtly.

'This will bring some eyes on me,' I thought, though the corner of my lips twitched faintly at the irony. 'Not that it matters. Irina's already doing a fantastic job of that.'

The image of her flashed briefly in my mind—her amber gaze with her usual fiery hair.

'I am sure she was even happy with those pictures spreading out.'

That was so like Irina after all, and I didn't mind it. In fact, it gave me somehow another cover to use, if I utilized it cleverly.

'A boytoy….Doesn't sound good and honorable, but will be effective nonetheless.' I let out another breath, leaning forward and resting my elbows on the desk. The faint glow of my desk lamp illuminated the scattered notes and reports I'd been working on earlier, though my focus wasn't on them now. My mind was elsewhere, sorting through the implications of Eleanor's decision.

She'd called it mentorship. But what it really was—a test. A challenge. A deliberate move to push me out of my shadows and into the light.

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