LORI
The back of the class was straight-up a comedy club, and we were the main act. Reed kept whispering absolute nonsense into Evie’s ear, who kept choking on her Sprite.
Sienna was snorting so loud I thought she’d explode a lung. I wasn’t even trying to laugh, but Reed said something about the Lycan war of 1764 being started because some Alpha’s mate insulted another Alpha’s beard, and I lost it. Full-blown cackle, no dignity, face buried in my arm, shaking like I’d lost brain cells. The Lycan history teacher slammed his book so hard on his desk.
"Lori Lowell," he said, dragging out every syllable of my name. "Reed, Sienna and Evie. Do you think this is funny?"
Reed smirked and said, "A little bit, sir."
I kicked him under the desk. Evie muttered, “Goddess, Reed,” and tried to stra
