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“About why you really need the translation,” he said, voice dropping even lower, sharper this time. There was no smirk now–just that steady, piercing gaze that made it impossible to look away. “I kept quiet when your roommates asked me for help. But come on, Princess… no one goes to a witch because they need a book translated for a school project.”
I looked away, staring out the window instead. The night outside was dark and still, the world blurring past us. I could hear the tires crunching over the gravel, the car’s engine humming beneath us, and the faint rustle of leaves in the wind. And yet, all I could feel was the weight of his gaze, pressing into me, making it impossible to forget what he just said.
“I–look,” I tried again, fumbling with my words. “It’s complicated. You wouldn’t… understand.”
Kael glanced at me, one eyebrow raised, his smirk fading into something sharper, more calculating. “Try me,” he said simply, and
the words landed in my chest like a weight.
I swallowed. I wanted to retreat into silence, to hide everything I was feeling behind that safe, familiar wall I always carried with
“Fine,” I finally said, my voice quiet, almost hesitant, as I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I could taste the coppery sting. My fingers fidgeted with the strap of my backpack, twisting it around nervously. “I… I’m not a werewolf,” I admitted, the words tasting
strange and heavy as they left my mouth.
For a moment, there was silence in the car. Just the low hum of the engine and the soft rustle of leaves brushing against the
windshield. I exhaled shakily, expecting him to say nothing, to let it go, or maybe to scold me for lying for so long.
And then he laughed.
A real laugh. Loud, clear, completely inappropriate for the moment. My stomach twisted. Laughing? What the fuck. What’s so funny
about me finally admitting something I’d been hiding?
“Kael,” I started, my voice sharp now, anger creeping in, the heat of humiliation blooming in my chest. “What’s so funny?!”
He glanced at me, that smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were calm, almost amused, like he’d been holding
back for a while and finally let it slip. “I know,” he said, simple, quiet, like it was nothing at all.
My mouth fell open, shock rooting me in place. “Wait… what do you mean, you know?” I stuttered, my words tripping over
themselves.
“Princess,” he said, his voice dropping into that casual, effortless tone that always somehow made me tense, “I’ve known since the
Halloween party.”
My mind froze. Halloween party? I blinked, trying to process.
“When you told me you were an alpha–born werewolf,” he continued eyes briefly flicking to the road, hands steady on the wheel, “I
could smell you.”
My breath caught. My stomach sank. I felt the words hang in the air, heavy and impossible to ignore. I opened my mouth, but no
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He laughed again, softer this time, like he was enjoying my flustered silence. “I decided to play your game,” he said, turning slightly so his gaze met mine, sharp and knowing.
My hands clenched into fists in my lap. “You… you knew all this time? And you didn’t say a word?” My voice cracked slightly, part disbelief, part anger, part the heat of embarrassment spreading through me.
He shrugged, just slightly, but the look in his eyes wasn’t casual. It was… deliberate. Calculated. Like he’d been watching, waiting, deciding when to reveal it. “Didn’t want to ruin the fun,” he said simply, almost teasingly. “Besides… I kind of like watching you
squirm.”
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anyone else getting the feeling she shouldn’t trust him?!?!
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