TEACHING ONE-BODIES wasn’t so bad. The five human teenagers weren’t much different from the yahoos I’d wrangled back in my old pack or the young adults I’d led during my ill-fated foray as alpha. You won their trust with just the right blend of authority and camaraderie, you listened to what they didn’t tell you as much as what they did, and you proved you had their best interests at heart. After that, it was just a matter of reading Mrs. Sawyer’s obsessively detailed lesson plans and remembering not to exhibit any extra-human abilities.
Handling Lupe was another matter. For the first two hours, the rogue bloodling kept her eyes trained on her desk and refused to open her mouth...which would have looked like submissive behavior if I hadn’t known better. Instead, I figured the teenager was
