to end up al

as Dante Thorne after our fight in combat class yesterday. But the unive

had declared that morning, smug as eve

name beside mine on the

d enough, the paper would catch fire b

section of the library, tucked between the crumbling

om in equal parts. His black hoodie was rolled to his elbows, revealing tanned, v

ont of me, something about Alpha laws

ed, tense and Load

limping," Dant

ned. "I'

wrong afte

ped the page hard. "Don

t prete

s lower now

oked

were alre

lled. Except... his gaze kept dropping to my lips befor

d up t

get this p

d my hip smacked the edge of it. I stumbled lost my footing

chest. His hand

hless momen

ent was like wildfire-cedar, smoke, and so

htened for a

angry, just firm and

My fingers curled against his

ld've

, too charged. The crackle of our rejected bond, the part of it he had

quiet. "You always throw

burned, shame and confusio

idn't reach his eyes

o slap him and m

split second,

ight. "This project's due Friday; don't

alked off before I could

ay his expression

he whispered my na

ere still curled like he c

t, I coul

t his hands on my waist. The heat

body rememb

t. And that scared me more than an

till knew