Mish's POV
I try to regain my concentration, but it is damn near impossible with the knowledge Wes now stands just outside the door... waiting for me.
The bell chimes, and we all form an orderly line to hand in our papers, my professor giving me an annoyed look as he takes mine.
I make my way back up the stairs to collect my things, but then I pause.
This is it.
This is the last time I will set foot on campus.
I breathe in deep, noting the smell of paper, cleaner and the leather of the seats.
A small part of me will miss it, but an even larger part of me is edging to put this all behind me and to instead focus on the wolf just beyond its doors.
"Wes" I call as I exit, but he is nowhere in sight.... did I dream it all up in some sleep-deprived haze?
I jump before realizing the
