I moved away from him. "What?"
"Who did this to you?" he asked again, like I hadn't heard him the first time.
A scoff left my lips. Strangely, I was more upset by the fact that he had touched me than anything else. Having his hands on me activated a side of me that wanted him and his friends dead for what they'd done to me.
"Don't touch me," I said before moving to walk past him.
Sure enough, he grabbed my arm. I shook his grip off aggressively, my jaw clenching.
"I'm being serious," he said.
"So am I."
He paused. A group of three girls who appeared to be first-year students walked past us, and sure enough, they were looking. Caspian was the future Alpha, and so he always got attention. He said nothing as they walked past. I didn't look anywhere but at the floor.
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