We weren’t the only ones who had a mixture of halfs and pures. There were other small groups clustered around us that had a mixture. I liked them.

My gaze tracked the silvery disc as it zoomed across the quad. A pure jumped up, throwing his hand out. The disc stopped before it reached his hand. The pure flicked his wrist and it flew back across the quad.

Why couldn’t they just, I don’t know, catch and throw it like normal people? Pain zinged behind my eyes.

Closing my eyes, I rubbed my temples with my fingers. The dull ache that had come and gone every day over the last week was back. You’d think with becoming a demigod I wouldn’t have to deal with things like headaches or periods. That would be nice.

“If you fall asleep again, I’m going to get a marker and draw a mustache on your face,” Luke announced.

Colin chuckled. “I hope that happens.”

“I’m not asleep,” protested Deacon. “I’m being all observant and shit.”

I continued rubbing my temples.

“Observing what?” Luke asked.

He huffed. “Look at me, noticing stuff that a trained Sentinel doesn’t notice.”

“I’m not really a Sentinel anymore,” Luke reminded him.

“Yeah, and I’m really not lying here thinking about getting that bag of weed and smoking it.”

I smiled tiredly.

“You’re always going to be a Sentinel, no matter what you say,” Deacon continued. “Anyway, see the group of pures over there?”

Opening my eyes, I looked over to where Deacon was pointing with his bare feet. There were five of them. All dudes. Two of them were fooling around with the Frisbee disc of doom.

“What about them?” Colin asked, closing his book.

Deacon rolled onto his side and shifted down so his cheek was resting on Luke’s thigh. “They’re up to something. They keep whispering and going over to the red-headed dude.” The redheaded dude was throwing the disc to the blond dude on the other side of the quad. “I’ve been watching them. Each time they throw that damn thing, they’re getting closer and closer to the halfs over there sitting with their backs to them.”

Colin set his book aside and leaned forward, bending one leg. “Good catch, Deacon.”

“Like I said, I’m observant.”

Luke snorted.

Shutting my eyes again, I increased the pressure on my temples. I had a bad feeling about the disc of doom.

“Oh crap,” muttered Colin. “I hope I don’t get threatened again.”

I started to frown, but my lips froze as I felt the shiver of awareness dance down my spine. A new sensation I’d felt several times in the recent days, but only once before, and that was when Seth had been nearby, waiting to speak with Solos after training.