MATED TO MY TWIN STEPBROTHERS
Whispers floated through the air, just loud enough for my wolf hearing to catch.
"New pack member."
"Alpha's stepdaughter."
"She smells off."
I kept my eyes down, pretending I did not hear them, pretending their words did not make my wolf stir uncomfortably.
The professor entered exactly on time, a middle-aged wolf with greying temples who immediately launched into a lecture about political power structures. I pulled out my notebook and tried to focus. Ten minutes in, the door slammed open.
Lucas Pierce strolled in like he owned the place, coffee cup in hand, lazy grin on his face. The professor did not comment, he did not even pause his lecture. Fear or respect, I could not tell which.
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