Lyra & KaelLyraI stared up at Kael in shock. His chest was bare, a towel slung over his shoulder, dark hair tousled. Behind him, his locker stood open with his sparring uniform folded neatly on the shelf.“Lyra?” His eyes looked caught somewhere between shock and rage. “What the hell are you doing in the males’ locker room?”My mouth opened to explain, but no sound came out. Not that it mattered, anyway, because by now, other males were gathering around us.“Woah, Kael,” one male cooed, whistling low with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “I knew your little foster sister had the hots for you, but following you into the locker room? She must really want you.”My face flamed, and I shoved away from Kael, needing to get out. But as I turned to leave, I found that another male had blocked the door. He grinned impishly and grabbed my shoulders, turning me and shoving me back toward Kael.“Wrong way!” he laughed. “Your boyfriend is right there. Go on, kiss him!”I thought I was going to b
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