16-Inappropriate Little Acts
I prepared my books and cleaned my empty room for Akin’s arrival. He didn’t come, but a maid informed me to go with him.
I was asked to sit in his library and wait for him. There were still 10 minutes after his arrival when the door opened and Zane popped up.
“Flynn was thanking you for th—” He had a book in his hand when his eyes landed on me and a frown appeared on his forehead.
“What are you doing here?” Zane threw the book on the table, and it landed with a loud noise. As he folded his arms over his chest, I felt like he was glaring into my soul.
“I’m studying with your brother,” I said, watching him puff air out of his mouth.
“Akin!” Getting angry at my words, he stormed out in search of his brother. I stayed put. They can resolve this. I don’ t need to sweat.
After a few minutes, Akin returned, but there was no sign of Zane. He sat down on his comfortable recliner and grabbed the book from the side.
“History of the leaders of the council of werewolves,” he said, referring to the title of the book before he straightened his back and stared at me.
I knew his father was the leader of the council and an Al- pha of this pack, who had served for years. After the previous alpha kings failed to do justice to their packs and vanished without a trace, they gave their father the opportunity to train his sons and make them the Alpha Kings.
Sadly, that’s all I could remember. For some reason, this great war that the entire book was about was so hard to re- member for me.
“Let’s see what you know about this subject.” As expect- ed, he decided to first test my knowledge.
“I know nothing,” instead of waiting for him to ask me any questions, I shut him down in a minute.
“You shouldn’t quit from the get-go. At least try to hear what I was going to ask you.” He frowned at me for giving up so easily. I apologized and he began to teach me. The class was never boring, even when I wasn’t into studying.
The subject becomes extremely interesting if a handsome hunk like Akin is the teacher.
“That’s it for tonight. I’ll ask you all about what I taught you tomorrow night. Now go back to your room and rest.” He put the book down and got up from the recliner to grab a file and do his own work.
“What? Didn’t I tell you we were done for the night?” He noticed me still sitting in the chair and questioned me.
“I am afraid of sleeping alone in my room.” I felt guilty for even saying that. When I asked one of them to stay with me, I knew how 1 looked.
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