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Halsey’s heart is thumping hard. She keeps on peeking at Nathan who’s sitting three seats away from her. Her mind is barely on the lecture as she tries to catch his eye but he ignores her completely. “Halsey!” She’s startled when the teacher calls her name. Nathan pointedly doesn’t look at her but keeps his gaze on the teacher. “Y-Yes sir!” Halsey squeaks and stands up. “Tell me what do the moors in Wuthering Heights represent?” the teacher asks.

Instead, he took the book and flipped it open, his fingers brushing over the pages. “Wuthering Heights,” he mused. “Passionate. Obsessive. Toxic.” His eyes flickered back to hers. “Sounds familiar.” Vivian’s breath caught in her throat, but she refused to let him see her falter. “Read the passage,” she ordered. Ethan held her gaze for a moment longer before finally turning his attention to the text. But even as he read, his voice laced with something dangerously smooth, Vivian knew one thing for certain.

"This woman is useful when she isn't idle. Do you need anything Ava?" I smiled at her words before my eyes rested on her hand which held a well read Wuthering Heights. "Nice read Lory." I said before walking further into the room as she gestured for me to come closer. She stared at the book lovingly, before holding it close to her chest. "My favourite of all times. You read too?" I offered her a small smile. "I did, while in highschool. Now, I barely have time to finish my course load textbooks."

Audrey began to open pages of the big book and continued as she searched for any solution to this mystery but it seemed none was coming forth. "This is useless! There is no solution in this big book to this' ' Audrey exclaimed as she flipped each page back and forth. She was about to close it in frustration, when her eyes were drawn to something. It was a picture of two werewolves, a male and a female whose hands were bound together by a thread. Audrey snapped her fingers in the air and read out loud to the hearing of everyone.

He squeezed mine comfortingly. Once we were steady in the air, I relaxed. The seatbelt sign went off, and I undid mine. I reached into my carry-on and pulled out my worn copy of Wuthering Heights. I'd read this book tons of times. I loved Heathcliff. He was my favorite character. "You're reading that book again?" Jarren asked. "Yes. I like it. What else did you expect me to do?" "I don't know. Maybe talk to your boyfriend," he said, smiling.

I walked past the bookcases, running my fingers over the bindings as I did so. I stopped on a book I wanted to read; Wuthering Heights, and pulled it out. I then sat down in the dark corner, leaning against the shelves and began to read. It had been a while since I had simply read, being on the run left little time for such luxuries. It felt nice to do something so mundane for a while. I lost track of how long I was reading for, but it must have been a while. At the part where Edgar Linton begins to fall sick, I heard someone clear their throat. I jumped and looked up to see Brody leaning against the bookshelf; watching me with a smirk.

"I need something to occupy my mind, not sedate it, little bird. Something dramatic, passionate, maybe a classic tragedy." ​We paused in front of a section devoted to foreign literature. ​"How about Wuthering Heights?" I suggested, pulling the dense volume from the shelf. "All-consuming passion, deep obsession, and tragic consequences. A perfect distraction." ​He took the book from my hand as his fingers brushed mine. A contact that lasted a mere second but felt like an electric jolt. I immediately hid my hand behind me. He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me.

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I gestured at the imposing volume open across her lap. Terra glanced down, pale cheeks coloring slightly. "Oh, it's...not for work." She tilted the embossed cover toward me almost shyly. "Wuthering Heights," I read aloud, surprise lifting my voice. I had not taken Terra for a fanciful romance devotee, especially given her wariness toward me now. But I quite preferred imagining her secretly a dreamer at heart. "A favorite from school days," she explained, fingertips drifting unconsciously to brush the worn cover. "Sometimes after long hours poring over technical manuals, a bit of poetry restores my spirit."

I recorded the first chapter of this audio book today... And will continue to record until I'm able to finish the book... Here's the link... https://anchor.fm/life-with-keitheen/episodes/The-Other-Alpha-e16hd55 You can also check me in spotify just search for Life with Keitheen I am currently on the process of moving house, so please bear with me if I do not upload chapters for now, but don't worry once I'm done moving out. I will upload all the episode I written on my note...