Katie froze as the sandy-haired stranger strolled in twenty minutes late - not even apologising to the teacher - before taking the desk across from hers. But it wasn't his dashing good looks which caused her to stop and stare at him; it was the unmistakable musk of wolf. The teacher, evidently noticing Katie's disinterest in his lecture, fired a question at her.<br/>"Where did the battle of hastings take place?" he barked.<br/>Her eyes still locked on the newcomer, she replied.<br/>"Wolverampton?"