Chapter 71-The Two Angry Trainers
Helanie:
"Let me handle her," Norman whispered to his brother, hands on his hips. He was wearing a white sleeveless shirt and a pair of gray jeans. His hair, damp yet springy, fell in casual waves across his forehead.
The strands bounced even more as he strode toward me, gesturing for me to step aside so we could speak in private. But I didn’t obey his silent instructions, forcing him to stop directly in front of me, his back shielding me from the view of the other students.
"And what are you here for now?" he asked in a low, gruff voice.
"To try my luck one last time," I replied, a bit too eagerly. After all, he would soon be my trainer at the academy. I respect him and want a good relationship with him as a teacher and a student.
"Huh?" He squinted, as though struggling to grasp what I meant. I guess I needed to explain myself better to him.
"I said—" I started to repeat, but he clicked his tongue sharply, silencing me.
"I heard you. Now tell me why you think you’ll get another chance when the rules clearly state you’re out. The other candidates who lost left already, so why are you still hanging around?" He pointed at the ground for emphasis before placing his hands back on his hips, standing tall and imposing.
I would think twice before provoking him again, especially when he was letting his wolfish side show.