Chapter 5

“Mate!” When I heard that all too familiar female voice behind us, my heart stopped beating and my breath hitched.

This has got to be some sort of joke, but when I turned and looked at Brent’s face, I knew it wasn’t a joke. He had gone pale, but I could hear his heart racing. His nostrils flared, telling me he was taking in the scent of his fated mate.

His fists were still clenched with white knuckles, and there were now a few drops of his blood on the table from his nails elongating and piercing his palms. His whole body was ridged, as if a single movement would lead to his death.

I could sense her standing behind us, but I dare not turn around to confirm my worst nightmare. All he needs to do is resist the mate bond and reject her, but as the seconds ticked by and he remained frozen I began to worry.

The girl behind us stood there silently waiting for something, anything, to happen. The room had gone silent as everyone in the cafeteria waited to see how this would play out.