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“Then explain his history with Yukimura Rei?” “That snake doesn’t count”. He bites out through gritted teeth. “She has nothing to do with this”. “You poor fool”. She shakes her head sadly. “How can she not count? She’s his most blatant red flag, Sorahiko! She’s an omega who has claimed to be what you are to him now! There’s no difference between the two of you!”. “There is…”. He says quietly. “He doesn’t hate me”. “Not yet”. She retorts coldly. “But maybe when he does hurt you as he did to her…maybe then you’ll see your similarities”.

I know she’s very aware of how Oliver feels about Ryo. “All I know is that Ryo gave herself to him on a silver platter and he wasn’t interested.” She says shaking her head like she’s remembering what happened. “Ryo was ready to date and be in a relationship with him but Oliver wasn’t interested.” She says her voice getting slightly louder. “The situation is more complicated than that.” I say and she scoffs at me.

Bella half-teased. “The only thing you need to be in order for me to want a relationship with you is my daughter, Bella.” His eyes were glassy with the slightest hint of moisture. Bella smiled a little and reached over to put her hand on his. “I'd like that, too.” For the first time since she had known him, Ulric looked visibly relieved. It was hard to imagine fear coming from the man who had slain a lion. “Wonderful,” he said, giving her hand a squeeze.

Iori commented, “Well, he knows the old man pretty well too. But it’s true that we can’t win against Takada-sensei,” “I’m sure he’s not the only one who figured it out. It was pretty well known that we didn’t get along and they must have realized it at the beginning.” “Well, I used to love our quarrels as much as I love the time we spend together. So perhaps we were just expressing our feelings differently back then,” Iori hummed absently as she sat down on the chair he pulled for her. “But I love the way you expressed yourself last night even more…” He whispered into her ear and Iori sent him a glare feeling her cheeks heat.

This must be the reason why I kissed her. Then, suddenly, I took back my hand and frowned when I realized something. I moved away and stood up. What am I thinking? She is just a curse-breaker! I couldn't possibly be falling to her. She's just a human. And humans didn't have an ounce of right to be loved by someone like me, a werewolf. "Don't lie to yourself, Iram!" Ultor growled at me. "We both know that you wanted her. We wanted her! Not just for breaking the curse. You wanted her because she's our real mate!"

Maybe it was because Harland knew how far the mate bond would drive you mad. If I told him about Bellamy, would he react the same way? Or would he flip his shit completely and go rogue? "That was the first home-cooked meal I have eaten in a long fucking time. My compliments to the chef." Ulrich said and stretched out on the chair he was in. He cupped his abdomen with a gleeful expression. I shared a couch with Harland but he barely touched me. Looked more interested in what Ulrich had to say. Or rather what Ulrich did.

Hyuga looked at her questioningly * he tries to shut me up so it doesn't get any more embarrassing * Keyla preferred to get up before she had the next bruise because Kojiro had already looked at her like that. *unfortunately I have to go now* Keyla said goodbye to Kojiro's mother, Kojiro himself wanted to take her to the door *you must be having fun teasing me* Kojiro turned away pouting *it's just so fun because you always gets involved* Keyla tried to explain why she was so attracted to it

Although these moments were brief, they were enough to instill a sense of awe and fear among the students, a clear indication of Oliver's unmatched prowess. When his gaze landed on Kuro, Oliver's eyes widened slightly in recognition. He recalled the boy's lineage and the formidable reputation of his family. It was rare for Oliver to be caught off guard, but the sight of Kuro sparked a memory. Kuro, too, felt the intensity of the scrutiny, but his expression remained composed. He knew that his identity would be eventually found and he did not care. Next, Oliver's eyes fell upon Maria. A very slight nod from Oliver, almost imperceptible, indicated that he knew who she was. Maria noticed the no