He rarely ignored his instincts.The few times he had didn’t end well.
Quentin suspected his mother had some magic in her family tree because she also had uncanny flashes of intuition.As far as he’d been able to uncover, the Fae didn’t have that ability.However, there weren’t many books that mentioned the Fae.He suspected that the best research sources lay in the Fae realm and beyond human reach.
He didn’t blame them.No one wanted their weaknesses exposed to potential enemies.However, it did make it challenging to learn about any powers he might inherit.If more than pretty eyes happened, he’d talk to his mother about contacting his fae king father, Lars.He didn’t want to bother him over little things.Despite what Jaks thought, he wasn’t avoiding his father…much.
Lars was a ruler after all.He didn’t have time to stop by to answer his estranged son's random questions.
Two hours after he started, Quentin dropped into his desk chair.A gentle kick sent him spinning around.This was going to take longer than expected.He’d forgotten how much junk he’d accumulated for his experiments.
“And here I thought you stuffy science types used your lab for work, not to play spin-the-chair?”
Quentin dragged his chair to a stop with his heels and gave the interloper a narrow-eyed glare.“Glenn?How did you get in?”
“Rendell’s latest assistant just quit and was more than happy to let me into the highly protected lab.I think he was hoping I was a disgruntled student and planned to trash the place.”
Given that Glenn showed up in torn jeans, a grunge rock T-shirt, and a new nose piercing, he probably had the right of it.
So much for security.
“When did you get the piercing?”
“Last night.”Glenn grinned, a carefree expression Quentin hadn’t seen since his friend had been bitten and changed into a vampire against his will.
“I thought you’d want to avoid this place.”Glenn had been attacked just outside the lab building and transformed into a vampire soon after.
Glenn nodded.“I did, but my new therapist thought it would do me good to revisit the sight of my trauma.Something about confronting my fears and all that.”Dismissing everything he didn’t want to discuss.“What are you working on?”
“I was packing all this up to take with me.”He waved his hand to indicate the partially empty room.“I don’t trust Rendell, and Jaks offered me some space at the manor.I’m going to take him up on that.”
“Good idea.”Glenn turned in a circle to take in the room.“You haven’t gotten very far.”
Quentin sighed.“It’s been a long day.”
Glenn checked his phone.“It’s barely two.”
“Really?”
Glenn nodded.
“It seems later.”
“That’s because it’s exhausting being the hottest new teacher.”Glenn’s mischievous expression had a bad premonition crawling up Quentin’s spine.
“What are you talking about?”
“Before I came here, I was walking around campus.Imagine my surprise when I heard a group of students talking about sexy Professor Heart.More than a few of them talked about the effect you had on their hearts.”
Quentin wrinkled his nose.“Ugh.Just what I need, amorous students.”
Glenn smirked.“They don’t realize your high standards exclude all of them from the running.I mean, if they aren’t a disgustingly rich, supermodel vampire, they don’t have a chance.”
“You aren’t as funny as you think you are.”Quentin nudged a pile of handwritten notes into his bag.It would set him back quite a bit if they were lost.
“Why don’t you just magic everything into your spell balls?”
Quentin sighed.“I was hoping to keep everything organized.”
Glenn’s unimpressed expression had him groaning.
