The Mate Agreement
I stomp back to House Hera, extra annoyed that the school population seems to have multiplied tenfold, and they’re all outside looking for gossip, staring at me as I make my way back.
Bibah is sitting on my bed when I enter my dorm, grinning at her phone. Wilma is nowhere in sight. “How’d it go?” She asks, tapping away without glancing up.
“I have a fake boyfriend now.”
She nods, distracted. “Ah, congratulations.”
“Why are you grinning at your phone?”
She lowers the phone, smiling. “Akio texted me.”
“Wait…” my eyes narrow in suspicion. I’d been so preoccupied with my own mate pairing going all wrong that I hadn’t even asked about hers. “He’s your mate?”