"Miss Claudia? I'm Peelle. A pleasure to meet you again." It was the subordinate from before, the higher-ranking one who had called me up onto the platform. There were three other Scarlet pack werewolves behind him who watched me with curious eyes, but none of them gave me disgusted glares even though they could doubtless sense my mixed-breed heritage. They stood at attention in the hallway, allowing me to leave my bedroom. Odd. Were they saving their scorn for later?
It was challenging blocking out all of the thoughts of the students around me in the first class. I wasn't used to being in close quarters with so many at once. But since I sat in the front row, everyone in range was focused on the professor's lecture. Before I knew it, he was dismissing the class, and I gathered up the notebooks and binders the adviser had given me earlier. The professor watched me as I left. He was the first person I'd met so far who hadn't internally remarked on how I must be Alpha Evan's mate at last. For that reason alone, I decided I liked him. The next course I was scheduled to sit in on wasn't for another hour. That gave me time to get something at the dining hall, and I brushed my thumb over my student ID as I stood in line. There were meal points pre-loaded onto it, the counselor had told me. I could eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I could hardly believe i
I turned to see a familiar girl standing a few feet away -- I recognized her expensive, branded ensemble from head to toe. Flicka, from class. Now that I was face to face with her, I could see how tall she was, even for a female werewolf. And she was pretty, of course, which I'd seen immediately, but she also had a model-fit body that could make even rags look good. Unsurprisingly, her opinion of me was far from the same. (The clothes are good, but name brands can't make up for what's inside them,) she thought nastily, and I had to stop myself from turning my back on her and driving away. Right. She'd wanted to say something to me, and she had every right to an opinion no matter how ugly. But what was it she wanted from me? "You've been walking around and trying to insert yourself everywhere like you think you deserve it," she said. "Do you have any idea how annoying it is? You shoul
The next day, the clear weather helped pull me out of my simmering anger. I had more chemistry today, but the three hour botany course was what my mind dwelled on instead. Nothing to get excited about with chemistry anyway -- I'd never been good at the math half of it. Raf and Leon waited to have lunch with me even though they must surely have been hungry, and I gratefully joined them and heard out their new gossip for the day. Something about Ken Joseph again -- he was hosting a student lecture in the business school that Leon was raring to attend. Raf was joining him purely for the 'scenery' but he didn't seem to mind even that. When they both invited me as well, I didn't have the heart to turn it down even though that was far from my major or interests. So here I was, sitting in one of the grand lecture halls of the business school. We were sitting in the front row since Raf had insisted on going forty-five minutes early expressly to