Judy\u2019s POV<\/p>\n
By the time we reached campus, both our minds were reeling with possibilities. Something was up with Sammy, and we were both determined to find out what it was. We didn\u2019t see Sammy all morning, so we didn\u2019t bother traveling to school with her.<\/p>\n
I had a morning class, so I had to part ways with Nan pretty early on.<\/p>\n
Because we were so wrapped up talking about Sammy, I haven\u2019t told her about my date yet. But I made a mental note to tell her all about it later.<\/p>\n
As I reached class, I caught sight of Lukas who met my eyes and froze. His eyes were big and he kept his head down as he passed me and went into the classroom. My brows furrowed at his reaction, and I followed him into the room, saying hello to Professor River\u2019s as I passed.<\/p>\n
Lukas sat at his seat, which was beside mine. He rummaged through his backpack, pretending not to notice me taking my seat beside him. My eyes never left his reddened face as he struggled to pull out his notebooks and books, placing them on the table before him. He grabbed his pens as well, his hands trembling as he placed each one down in front of him. It was an unnecessary amount of pens for one class and I knew he was only doing this to keep himself busy.<\/p>\n
But my question was\u2026 why?<\/p>\n
I knew Gavin freaked him out the other night; I should have probably warned Lukas that it was technically Gavin\u2019s mansion and that I was living in it. Lukas had Lycan blood because of his family history, so I should have been a bit more considerate. But I didn\u2019t think it meant that Lukas and I couldn\u2019t be friends.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you mad at me?\u201d I finally asked, breaking through the tension; or at least I attempted to break through the tension, but it seemed to make him more tense.<\/p>\n
\u201cMad?\u201d He squeaked out. \u201cNo\u2026 why would I be mad?\u201d<\/p>\n
I narrowed my eyes at him, though he wasn\u2019t looking at me to see the expression on my face or the look in my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you are avoiding my eyes,\u201d I tell him, cocking my head to the side.noveldrama<\/p>\n
This was the first time that I\u2019d seen him since our study session at the mansion the other night. I assumed he\u2019s been busy these last few days and that\u2019s why I hadn\u2019t heard much from him. I\u2019ve been busy too, so I didn\u2019t really take his silence as anything other than living our lives. But now I\u2019m beginning to think that his silence was starting to mean more.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not avoiding your eyes,\u201d he told me, though his actions proved otherwise.<\/p>\n
I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back in my seat.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, yeah?\u201d I asked. \u201cThen look at me, Lukas.\u201d<\/p>\n
When he didn\u2019t make any movements, I leaned closer, assessing the side of his face carefully and watching as his neckline grew redder with each passing second.<\/p>\n
\u201cLukas\u2026\u201d I said again, my tone was low and filled with a hidden warning. \u201cLook at me.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes finally moved in my direction, and I knew it was painful for him to look at me, though I had no idea why.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d I asked him, my tone softening as I looked into his eyes. \u201cWhy are you having trouble looking at me?\u201d<\/p>\n
He pulled his eyes away from me and let out a breath as if it were the most painful thing in the world to look at me. I\u2019m not sure why it hurt a little, but it did.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was commanded not to,\u201d he admitted, his voice in a low murmur.<\/p>\n
I raised my eyebrows.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, what?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Gavin came to me and ordered me to not look in your direction again. He even called my uncle and let him know of the situation. My uncle reprimanded me and said if I fuck up again while I\u2019m here\u2026 he\u2019s pulling my tuition f*e and forcing me to return to his territory.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart fell deep into my stomach as a rage like no other boiled inside of me. \u201cGavin did what??\u201d I asked, my voice came out much harsher than I intended. He swallowed; his eyes fixed on his notebook.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you expect? I was close to someone he considers his\u2026 and he\u2019s a Lycan. They are possessive creatures, Judy. I would know\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head, my rage at an all-time high but I was suppressing it because I was in a classroom right now and it was quickly filling with other students.<\/p>\n
\u201cI do not belong to him. He is not my mate\u2026\u201d I tell him in a harsh whisper. \u201cI\u2019m not sure where you got that idea from but-\u201d<\/p>\n
So, you didn\u2019t just go on a date with him last night?\u201d Lukas asked, his brows raised, but his eyes still fixed on the table.<\/p>\n
I was startled by his knowledge of my date last night. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026\u201d I tried to say.<\/p>\n
After a few seconds of silence, he sighed and grabbed his phone. He swiped along the screen for a b<\/p>\n
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