094 Bully The Bully

Dahlia’s POV

Unwillingly, my heart skipped a beat when Damon said “one of mine”.

I knew I would run into him and I have been nervously preparing myself mentally for that, but as much as I do, I didn’t expect to see him again under such circumstances.

He seems fine. His curly hair in their perfect shape and his suits are straight and neat like ever. The moment he steps into the room the whole depressing and filthy air is suddenly gone. That man owns any room he is in.

“One of yours? You are staining that title of yours left of your father with your clinging toward an Omega,” Kayle smirks as cocky as he could, but his demeanor looks much more restraint and modest as if a bully trying to put up his strong face though he noticed the professor has entered the classroom.

I frown. This always happens when I’m in public with Damon. I can’t blame him but--

“Ohh, I meant Aiden,” Damon lets out a genuine laugh with a hint of surprise, tilting his head at Kayle, “Last time you lost to Aiden in a