The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232

“Calm down, little sister,” Nick says calmly, leaning his back against the pillar as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. “I’ve been planning this move for a while now. I disguised my scent with someone’s help and sneaked my name right past the master’s office

this morning. It wasn’t that hard.”

“It is still incredibly dangerous!” I argue, looking around to make sure no one is listening to our conversation. “What happens someone looks closely at your badge? What if the administration checks the registry and finds out your secret? You ll be executed!”

“That is exactly why you need to take action as soon as possible, Lyra, Nick says, his playful expression suddenly vanishing, replaced by a dark, serious intensity. “The longer you hesitate to accept who you are, the higher the risk that I will be caught an

killed here. I am putting my life on the line to guide you.”

A cold dread settles in my chest. I feel completely overwhelmed.

“You need to leave right now,” I tell him as I try to push him toward the exit. “I don’t want anyone else on campus to see me hanging out with you. People are already staring, and if they start asking questions, I won’t know how to lie anymore.”

Nick glares down at me, his eyes narrowing into sharp slits. “Are you talking about that pompous prince you have a crush on? Are

you scared he’s going to see us?”

“I… I don’t have a crush on him!” I snap back, my voice cracking slightly as I lie straight to his face.

“Sure you don’t,” Nick scoffs with a bitter edge to his tone. “That’s why you acted like you were given a literal death sentence the

second I told you that you have to kill him.”

“Shh!”

Panic explodes in my chest. Before he can utter another syllable, I quickly leap forward and place my hand firmly over his lips,

shutting him up instantly. My eyes dart frantically around the hallway with my heart racing as I check every passing student, hoping

to God that no one heard that word.

“We cannot talk about this here,” I whisper fiercely, glaring up into his blue eyes. “We will talk about this sometime later, in private.

Do you understand me?”

Nick looks down at my hand over his mouth, then slowly nods his head. I drop my hand back to my side, exhaling a long breath.

Suddenly, Nick’s gaze shifts past my shoulder, his entire posture freezing as he looks forward. “Your friends are coming this way.”

‘Shit!”

I quickly push Nick slightly away from me, trying to create some distance between us. I turn around just in time to see Amara and

Isolde walking quickly toward me through the crowd. The moment they reach me, they throw their arms around me, hugging me

tightly.

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Chapter 232

“Lyra! Thank goodness we found you!” Amara says excitedly, pulling back with a wide grin on her face.

“Did you hear the news yet? There is going to be a massive bonfire party out by the lake tonight! Everyone is talking about it on the

academy scoop page. Literally everyone, including the royals, is going to be there!” academy

The thought of Kai being at a party makes my stomach drop. I look down at my shoes, trying to find a way out.

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“I… I don’t think I’m really interested, guys. I should probably stay back and work on that history paper.”

“Girl, shut up,” Isolde cuts in immediately, crossing her arms over her chest. “We are absolutely not letting you rot inside your dorm

room all alone tonight. You are coming with us. Period.”

I let out a soft laugh, playfully glaring at Isolde to hide my internal panic. “Wait a minute, I thought you were supposed to be sick?”

Isolde chuckles, waving her hand dismissively. “Eh, it was just a mild stomach bug. I’m totally good now. Though…” She pauses, he

brow furrowing slightly as she rubs the back of her neck. “I do have this really weird, heavy feeling right now. Like something

incredibly close by is… I don’t know…

Isolde’s voice suddenly fades away into nothing.

She freezes completely in the middle of the hallway. Her jaw goes slightly slack, and her amber eyes slowly move upward, looking right past my shoulder to the space behind me.

“Who… who is that?” Isolde asks in a

Ishaky, breathles

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