Page 37 of Demon Rejected

Gladys returned with a sweet smile on her face.

“Hey, so, would you like to see your room?"

“Sure."

We walked and she gave me a credit card. “Here. There’s a laptop in your room for you. Order yourself whatever you need. This is your clothing allowance for the quarter. You have 5G there. It should be enough. Don’t forget to buy a lot of exercise clothes and such. You’ll need it.”

“Are there specific rules I have to obey?”

“No. We’re all shifters. We don’t have an issue with nudity or sex. You’re eighteen, right?"

I nodded.

“The ratio of male to female is like seven to three, so get ready for a ton of attention. But don’t be scared. The males respect a clear no. Again, if you have problems, just come see me."

“Thanks, Gladys.”

The elevator opened and we left it. The corridor looked like it belonged to an exquisite hotel.

“Nice."

Gladys took out a key card and offered it to me. “Here you go."

I swiped it. A simple but elegant room opened for me.

“Okay. This is your room. Let’s get you introduced to a few people."

Gladys took me to another level. This time, I felt the small hairs on my neck stand up.

Shifters, a whole bunch of them. Younger and older. This place was like a hive full of life.

“I talked to your fight instructor, and she wants to test you now. She believes in the cold test. You don’t have to worry. Just try not to get killed."

Gladys opened the door, and I could feel the energy shift. The room was a training room. People around my age would fight in pairs of two. I expected to see them wearing kimonos and such, but the class wore street or exercise clothes.

Okay, I can do that.

The males stopped and turned their heads towards me, and I did my best not to blush. Relax, Scarlett, you got this. I had one-on-one combat experience with Matt, and he was a skilled fighter.

A beautiful woman with blonde hair and dark eyes gave me an ugly look. I sensed she disliked me and made no secret of it. I assumed it was because she was used to being the center of attention, and I now stole her spotlight. The guy she was fighting with--a good-looking wolf with a damn sexy ass in those shorts and a tank top that showed off his strong muscles, broad shoulders, and tiny waist—shifted his attention to me.

Gladys talked to a tall, muscular woman who was the teacher.

“Scarlett, it’s mandatory you take a combat test to see where you stand. First blood wins. No weapons, hand to hand. And someone from the class is allowed to challenge you. Are you okay with that?" she asked me curtly and directly.

“Yes."

“Class, I need a challenger for Scarlett. Volunteers?"

The guys smiled, but I knew that neither one of them was taking me seriously.

The blonde girl stepped forward. I expected a deeper, sexy voice, but her bubble-gum voice busted my bubble.

“I challenge her!"

“Okay. Scarlett, your challenger is Mia. First blood wins. Everything is allowed. No shifting."

The class formed a circle around us. I swallowed hard. Okay.