Chapter 33
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“Yeah, I nodded, biting my lip. “And when I told him I wasn’t his and could do what i wanted, he..
My cheeks flushed, thinking about the way he hovered over me, pulled me in, wrapped his firm fingers against my waist. I dide’t want my Body tú féach, bus it did—and I had felt things I had never felt before.
“He what?” Trinity asked eagerly.
1 scoffed, trying to act unaffected. “He got all possessive and was like, ‘Should I just take you right here in these woods?” I mimicked his deep voice, hoping to hide how flustered I really was.
Luckily, it worked, because Trinity burst out laughing. “Is this guy serious?”
“Very,” I mumbled. “But don’t worry–he’s made it very clear how much he despises me, and I hate him too.”
“Hate?” Trinity pursed her lips, her tone teasing.
I paused, feeling a strange knot in my stomach. Was it hate?
He frustrated me, confused me, and pushed every one of my buttons, but hate? That felt like a word I was throwing around too easily. The truth was, I wasn’t sure what I felt.
“How do you feel about seeing him tonight?”
I hesitated, not wanting to admit that the thought of seeing Kylan made my heart beat faster. “I want him to stay as far away from me as possible,” I spoke just above a whisper. The more I tried to convince myself of my hatred for him, the more I realized my feelings were far more complicated than that.
Ever since his confession, I began seeing a different side of Kylan. He wasn’t just cold and distant–he was scared. Scared of having a mate chosen by the Moon Goddess, due to his awful childhood. If the Moon Goddess hadn’t chosen his mother, there wouldn’t have been a rivalry with his brother. Now that he’d found his mate, there were so many things he had to consider.
I wasn’t a Lycan, I wasn’t from a big, powerful pack, and I wasn’t of noble blood.
He couldn’t help it because it was the way he was raised. His whole life had been shaped by rivalry and expectations. I could resent him for how he treated me, for how cold he could be, but I couldn’t bring myself to truly hate him. Not after knowing what he’d been through.
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By the time we were finally ready, it was almost eight. I glanced at the time as we walked through campus, heading toward the restaurant.
“Okay, if I could run in these heels, I definitely would, because we’re really late!” I panicked, checking the time on my phone again.
Trinity sighed dramatically. “Relax. Trust me, nobody’s going to shed tears because we’re a few minutes late.”
I knew she was right, but I still wanted to get there before anyone else to avoid making a big entrance. Unfortunately, it was already too late for that.
“Look, we’re already here!” Trinity said, pointing toward the restaurant now in sight. She had done her research, and according to her, it was one of the most expensive spots on campus.
She had mentioned many affluent shifters went there, and getting a reservation was difficult–unless you were someone like Rochwall. An Elite alumn.
As we approached, the door got opened for us and the second we stepped in we were greeted by the sound of a piano.
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Tribus miked me playfully. “I really want to know what Professor Hotwall is earning to afford au of this
tetarbled at the nickname she’d come up with for Rochwall. We made our way over to the host stand, where a man greeted us with ir teilles horren a For James Rochwall?” I asked.
He nodded. Right this way.”
Trinity and I linked arms as we followed him through the restaurant, passing the rich looking guests.
“Why does this place smell like my mate?” Trinity w whispered jokingly.
“Must be a good piece of meat, I teased.
“That must be it!” she gasped. “I’ve been bouncing on
I fluttered my eyes, surprised. “What?”
Trinity gave me an innocent look. “What?”
so much that it’s all I can smell.”
We both burst into giggles as the man led us up the stairs to a private balcony. “Here you go,” he said politely, opening the door. “Please enjoy your evening.”
I stepped in first, Trinity right behind me. A few were already seated, while others stood, chatting. My eyes instantly landed on Kylan, who was leaning back in his chair–eyeing me like we had unfinished business. His eyes inspected me from head to toe, and I instantly hugged my arms around my waist, feeling
insecure.
Why did he have to look so good?
He wore a crisp white shirt, his dark hair was slicked back, and those dark eyes? They were so beautiful, I could just get lost in them.
Wait…beautiful?
A smirk appeared on Kylan’s lips, and I felt a rush of embarrassment. I’d been practically eating him up with my eyes, and he knew it.
Quickly, I tore my gaze away and scanned the group. For some reason, I felt relieved that Kylan didn’t seem to have brought a plus one with him.
So much for hating him
“Violet,” Rochwall approached me, his arm linked with a beautiful brunette I didn’t recognize. “It’s so good to see you!”
The woman smiled and nodded, shaking my hand. “Jane, his wife–nice to meet you.”
I blinked in surprise. I had no idea he was married–but then again, why would he be single with that face?
There was something different about him tonight. Maybe he’d already had a few drinks, because this version of Rochwall was far more cheerful and laid–back than that grumpy man I’d seen in the library earlier.
I stepped aside to make room for Trinity. “By the way, this is my friend–Trinity.”
Rochwall smiled warmly at her. “Ah, I’ve heard good things about you from the teachers. I’m also an old friend of your dad’s.”
“Really?” Trinity began, but suddenly stopped mid–sentence. Her eyes widened, and she took a deep breath, like she was smelling something in the air.
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Just then, the dot opened, and Dylan stepped in. I hadn’t seen Nate yet, but now that Dylan and I verte monofully avancima na ist abend, folratyön
more at ease.
“Nice timing.” I said, resiming to him. “This is my brother,
“Dylan?” Trinity whispered.
Dylan looked at her in shock. “Trinity?”
He Checks flushed, and a small chuckle left his lips as Trinity flew into his embrace. “What are you doing here, babe!
I stood frozen, as the realization hit me. She did meet my brother, better yet the two were extremely close.
“W–Wait,” I stammered, my voice trembling with disbelief. “My brother is your mate?”
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