Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110: 110. Back To School

Maisie

Tell them. Don’t tell them.

Tell them. Definitely don’t tell them.

I was plucking imaginary daffodils in my head while the car purred down the road. Telling them someone had broken into my room last night would mean admitting I was rattled. It would mean asking for help. It would mean being open and vulnerable and my pride wouldn’t let me.

So I sat in tense silence at the back of the Rolls Royce, pretending I didn’t notice four sets of eyes devouring me.

The cream sweater clung softly to my ample chest. The mid-thigh skirt had ridden up just enough to expose a dangerous stretch of smooth thigh. The knee-high boots made my legs look endless.

I felt their stares like physical touches. Like torches set to my skin.

Juliette was in the front seat with the driver, chattering away in soft, excited bursts I could barely make out over the demarcation and I felt like an idiot for letting Quinlan taunt me into the backseat with them.

"I’d like to go separately," I’d said.

"Appearances," Mercer said, pulling the door open for me. "It doesn’t bode well if we arrive separately."

Quinlan had grinned with mischief. "Why, May? Does being in such close quarters with us make you uncomfortable?" His eyes lowered and his eyes went darker. "Your nipples are hard."

I crossed my arms over my chest. I really needed to get thicker bras. "It’s called temperature change, Quinlan. You would know that if you ever took your biology classes seriously."

He licked his kissable, pink lips. "If biology looked anything as delicious as you do this morning, I’d have devoted my life to research and become a damned scientist."

Heat threatened to climb my neck. I refused to let it.

"And for the record," I said coolly, "I feel absolutely nothing around you."

His smile widened slowly. Then he gestured toward the waiting car with ridiculously elegant flourish. "Then sharing a ride with us for the next hour should be no problem." He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and the motion was outrageously sexy. "Unless, of course, you’re worried your precious little skirt won’t survive the journey to school."

I called the bluff. I had no idea what the hell I was thinking, but I did. And now, I couldn’t get a single breath in because the air felt electric.

"The Queen has been asking to see you," Soren said. "You’ll need to make mandatory appearances at court at least four times a month. For now."

I tried not to look at him. I’d always thought there was something oddly sexy about a man in a black shirt. It didn’t help that his hair was slightly tousled and his top buttons were undone, teasing his tanned neck and my mark on him.

In return, Soren perused me. His violet eyes lingered on the curve of my mouth, then slowly dragged down like invisible hands that grabbed my breasts and fondled them affectionately.

My breath caught and I fought the heat that had begun pooling in my lower belly, keeping my expression disinterested as I said, "And what am I expected to do during these appearances?"

Quinlan shrugged. "Engage. You’re the newest Lycan. The next Queen. Everyone is very eager to get to know you."

I fixed him with a cool stare. "You keep forgetting we’re getting divorced in a year. I am not the next queen."

Jericho’s amber eyes crinkled with dark amusement. "I’m glad that you think that."

There was mockery laced into his tone. Like I was at the center of a joke I hadn’t yet caught up to.

Juliette made a soft ’oooh’ gasp as we pulled into the parking lot. I got out of the car and already, we were drawing tons of attention. Students were pointing and whispering as we walked past.

Juliette’s tour guide was a slight half-breed who was quaking so hard in his shoes as he approached us, that I thought he was this close to having a seizure.

"H-hi," he stammered, eyes flicking from Juliette’s face to the scary Lycans behind her. And then me. "I’m—"

"Keith," Juliette finished. "I’m Julie."

The boy was still shaking. I could taste his fear at the back of my tongue. Juliette didn’t notice this at all, as she grabbed his arm and began marching him down the path.

"Julie," Quinlan called out and said something softly in French.

Juliette’s response sounded uncharacteristically harsh and Quinlan’s laughter was smooth and sexy.

I realized something was wrong when I stepped into the schools hallway and took the left turn towards my class and the Lycans followed me.

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