Welcome to the "Frat" Life

Malcolm

Overhearing Miss Vargas and Summers' conversation earlier conveyed there would be a frat party tonight, which meant one thing: Trouble. Underage drinking. Drugs. Loud and obscene music. Potentially another missing girl. I had to keep an eye on things at the frat house first. I needed more information.

I yanked the ball gag from Professor Belford's mouth. "Start talking?"

"No."

A muscle beat in my jaw as I paced back and forth, running a hand down the length of my face. I was not particularly eager to abuse my powers, but quite frankly, I didn't have time for this. Ella was out there somewhere, probably alone and scared. Maybe even hurt and hopefully very much alive.

I kneeled to his eye level. "Look at me." Heat rose inside my sockets, and my eyes widened with every blink, the golden specks reflecting in his bulging eyes. A rumble erupted from my chest, and the sound echoed around us.

"Oh, my…" His arms trembled, testing his restraints. The color blanched from his face as sh