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ZARA No sign of Felix at lunch.I try not to think too much about that. There was probably a simple reason. He was likely somewhere off campus with Caleb, maybe grabbing food at The Bite-Size Spot or one of the other small fast-food places nearby. That happened sometimes. Felix did not always show up during lunch to steal food from our trays and throw teasing comments at Lee and Holly like he was their irritating older brother.Just most of the time.Today was different.“You barely touched your food,” Lee says from across the table.Her voice is gentle, but she notices everything.A small shrug follows. “Not really hungry.”The real reason stays unspoken. The stomach feels tight and uneasy, and food has nothing to do with it. The worry keeps drifting back to my Omega mate. Felix has been on my mind all morning.A talk with him is needed. Something feels off, and it needs to be cleared up.Lee watches me for another moment. Even if she senses some of what I am feeling, she will not

DAMIAN By the time the final class ends, the mind feels worn down. Thoughts drag slowly, like they are pushing through heavy fog. Every lecture, every explanation, every note written on the board still echoes in my head long after the teachers stop speaking.Books get pushed into the backpack without much care. The zipper scrapes closed. Relief spreads through my chest the moment it’s done.Classes are finished.At least for now.The relief doesn’t last long. That truth sits quietly at the back of my mind.Soon Caleb will sit down with me again and go over everything I missed. Step by step. Lesson after lesson. He will break it down until it finally starts to make sense.He’s been patient about it. More patient than most people would be.Even so, it drains me.Right now the chance to rest my head for a while matters more than anything. Even a short break feels important. A moment where my brain can stop working so hard.“What’s the plan, exactly?” Caleb asks as we walk out with the

CALEB Typical. Most of it probably involves our mate with a lot less clothing than what she’s putting on right now.That thought lands with a sharp stab of envy. It doesn’t stay long. There’s no point letting it sit there. If anyone offered a choice between teaching our grumpy Alpha math or spending the whole night pleasing our beautiful Alpha mate, the answer would be obvious. No debate. No hesitation. The second option wins every single time.“Don’t worry,” she says while smoothing the waistband of the slinky black skirt she just pulled on. Her fingers adjust the fabric carefully until it sits just right on her hips. “I’m sure he’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”“And the day after that,” I reply while stepping into my jeans and pulling them up. “And the next one after that. Probably every day after that until the end of time.”A laugh escapes her, light and amused. “Eventually he’ll find something else to talk about.”“Hard to imagine that happening,” I say. “But maybe he’d sto

FELIX Damian’s stare presses into my back while I kneel on the kitchen floor. There’s no need to look over my shoulder. The weight of his gaze is obvious. It settles between my shoulder blades and refuses to move.My skin prickles under my clothes.The feeling annoys me.His worry bothers me more.That emotion leaks through our bond clearly now. Every bit of tension coming off him reaches me without effort.There’s nothing dulling it anymore. No alcohol blurring the edges of what I feel.Everything is sharp now.Clear.Too clear.My hand almost slips into the pocket of my blazer. Fingers nearly brush the smooth metal of the flask resting inside. The motion stops halfway.The urge fades slowly.Drinking the whiskey from the pantry isn’t the plan.The flask only holds a little of it anyway.Just enough to make it feel heavy.Just enough so I know it’s there.The metal presses lightly against the inside of the pocket. I can feel its shape through the fabric without touching it.That’s

FELIX My heart pounds hard in my chest as I follow my mate out into the backyard. Each step feels heavier than the last. I already know what she plans to ask of me, and the thought alone makes my stomach tighten. A small part of me believes she understands exactly what she’s doing. She is my Alpha, and that trust still runs deep inside me. That small piece of faith is the only reason my feet keep moving as she leads the way toward the tree line and the quiet stretch of land that leads into the Shadow Woods.Another part of me hates this plan completely.That side of me wants to turn around right now, run back to Blackwood Manor, and lock every single door behind us.The memory of the dream pushes into my mind without warning. The images flash across my thoughts so suddenly that my head starts to spin a little.It isn’t dark yet.The sky still holds the fading light of the evening, and the moon hasn’t appeared above the trees.Still, my skin crawls.A deep itch spreads under the s