HAZEL
I’m a different person from who I was when I left Kelly back at the dorm. She’s organizing her closet when I get back to our room.
At my entrance, she dumps a pile of clothes on her bed and appears in front of me. Her phone is in her hand. “Hazel. Why didn’t you tell me who Asher really is?”
“What?” I step backwards and hit the wall. “What are you talking about?”
“You don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?” What else has happened now?
“You’re in the papers,” she exclaims, shoving her phone in my face. “The tabloids too have got yours and Asher’s photo plastered across their front pages.” She withdraws her phone and proceeds to yell. “He’s a lycan prince? How the f**k could you keep that away from me? Do you have any idea how huge this is? You’re dating a f*****g prince and it’s all a
