“You never came back to the cafeteria.”
Tyler’s voice caught me the moment I stepped out of my next class. He leaned against the lockers, arms folded, eyes narrowed like he’d been waiting just to pounce.
I froze, hugging my books tighter. “I, uhh… stopped and talked to a friend.”
His brow arched, slow and skeptical. “You don’t have any friends besides me and Sage.”
“Says who?”
“Me.” He pushed off the lockers, closing the space between us with that easy wolfish confidence that made lying even harder. “Now what happened?”
I shifted my weight, staring anywhere but his face. “It’s none of your business, Tyler.”
“Everything’s my business when hunters are after you,” he shot back. His voice dropped, rougher. “So, who was it?”
My throat tightened. I couldn’t exactly say Oh, no big deal, I
