Damien's POV~
As soon as I heard Julian’s words, I panicked from where I was standing.
I could tell just what he was about to say to Elara.
Something to sweeten his way into her life, something about being, “together” talk, something about her “freedom” since she hadn’t found her mate yet.
My blood was rushing, I could hear it in my ears, and I was unable to refrain myself from shouting across the corridor, my words ringing in the air, unarguable.
“What on earth are you still doing there?! It’s time for class!”
I had purposely added that part about him being a teacher just to hide my desperation, but I was shaking inside.
I was scared.
I couldn’t allow him to finish that sentence. I couldn’t allow him to ask her to be his, not when every fiber of mine still shrieked that she was mine.
What I did not expect was Elara’s reaction. I’d steeled myself for her to turn on me, to scold me for interrupting, even to agree defiantly, about whatever it was Julian was proposing, just to spit
