Rejected By One Alpha, But Claimed By Three
Lucius looks at Draven and I, rubbing a hand over his stiffened brow.
“You know you can not risk exposing A Class, regardless if you're protecting your sister.”
The word sister feels weird and wrong when he says it. Draven shifts his body visibly tensing as he crosses his arm, the cold indifference slips back over his face like a well worn mask.
“There will be other situations like this that will happen,” Lucius continues, his gaze falling on me, “other students are going to wanna test you now that you joined A Class.”
I toy with my lip between my teeth, worry over taking the weird unease I was feeling.