Todos os capítulos de The Top Boy Is My Mate: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Zara’s POV The mirror haunted me. It had been two nights since I’d seen the images, visions I couldn’t explain, faces that weren’t mine, well, looked like mine, staring back with eyes too knowing, too sharp, as if they’d been watching me long before I realized it. Every time I shut my eyes, the ghost of that reflection hovered, pressing down on my chest. I told myself it had been a trick of the light. A dream. Anything but real. Yet every morning, when I stood before that same mirror to brush my hair, my hand trembled as though the glass might open up again and drag me through. Am I really losing my mind or did what I had seen been real? I wasn’t sure which terrified me more. So I avoided everyone. But avoiding Atlas was impossible. He always found me. In class that morning, I slid into the back corner seat, hoping to vanish into the faded wood and scratched initials carved into the desk. I set my bag in front of me like a barricade, tugging my sleeves down to hide the nervous s

Zara’s POV I hugged my books close to my chest as I walked, my boots scuffing against the floor in a steady rhythm, but inside me there was no rhythm, only chaos. I rounded a corner, lost in the tide of thoughts, only to stop short. Talia sat perched on the window bench, light spilling across her frame from the fading sun. The moment she saw me, she shot to her feet like a spring, hands twitching, a guilty expression flickering across her face. Before I could retort, her expression faltered. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her with an uncharacteristic carefulness. “Listen… I need to say something.” That instantly set me on edge. Talia rarely got serious. If she did, it meant something was really eating at her. I straightened and crossed my arms. “Okay. I’m listening.” She shifted from one foot to the other, twisting the sleeve of her sweatshirt in her hand. “About the other day. When I… when I left you in the hallway.” The memory hit instantly. I had been asking he

Zara’s POV The slap had come so fast I didn’t even see it coming. One second, Kai’s voice was rising, spitting accusations I couldn’t make sense of, and the next—my cheek stung like fire, the metallic taste of shock already pooling on my tongue. I froze, my chest heaving, my eyes wide as whispers rippled around us like wildfire. The corridor was never forgiving, every secret turned into gossip before the sound even faded. And now, I was the latest scandal. “You think you can play innocent?” Kai’s voice boomed, hard and sharp, making me flinch even though I refused to lower my chin. “You leaked that video, didn’t you? Pathetic little liar—” “I didn’t!” My words broke through, my throat raw, trembling, but I made sure they were loud enough to carry. “I don’t even know what the hell you’re talking about!” Kai’s nostrils flared, his eyes shifting dangerously close to silver. Wolves that close to the edge always unnerved me. It wasn’t like I didn’t know how to fight, I’d been training

Zara’s POV Morning couldn’t come fast enough, and when it did, I already hated it. Jace was the first reason why. He slid into the seat beside mine in class like he owned it, elbow brushing mine as if we were back to being friends again—like that kiss had magically reset everything. His smirk was there, sharp as ever, taunting me. “Slept well?” he asked, leaning closer, voice pitched low, like we had secrets between us. I bit back the urge to roll my eyes. “Why are you acting like nothing happened?” “Because nothing did.” His smirk widened. “Unless you want it to mean something.” Heat rose to my face, but not the good kind. It was the kind that made me want to rip his stupid grin right off. Aurora, my wolf, stirred under my skin, restless, sensing my irritation. I shoved my books into my bag and stood so abruptly his smirk faltered. “You’re not my friend, Jace. Stop pretending.” I stormed out before I could give him the satisfaction of seeing how rattled I actually was. I tol

Zara’s POV The semester is officially over and everyone is going back to their family. The hallways of the academy buzzed with an energy I couldn’t quite describe, half relief, half dread. Laughter echoed against the stone walls as students dragged their luggage across the polished floors, their voices rising with excitement about homecomings, parties, and long nights of freedom. Some hugged tightly, promising to write every day, while others rushed out without a backward glance, eager to escape the stress that had piled on through exams and training. I stood on the top of the staircase, my bag rolling heavily beside me. The metal handle bit into my palm as I gripped it too tightly, the weight of the past few months pressing down harder than the luggage itself. I looked around to know if I will find Talia, but I couldn’t find her anywhere. I hadn’t seen him either, the dragon boy. Not once since that day at the library. I told myself it was better this way, better not to get t