Bite Me, My Fated Alpha King
I questioned, raising a brow as I took the handle of the small umbrella, scooping up a bunch of scattered pens on one of the desks and placing them into their designated cup.
"Well then," chuckled Camila, switching off the classroom light and dragging me through the corridor, "we better hope we don't get hit by lightning."
As we stepped out of the front door, the wind hit me like a ton of bricks, almost causing me to topple over. The icy air danced across my skin, causing goosebumps to appear quickly.
I held the umbrella above me, using it to also block my face from the gusting breeze, feeling guilty as Camila walked beside me without protection. The rain drenched her even more than she alre