Liora
“So, princess,” Zane said, his mouth half-full of stale candy. “Tell me, what’s going on between you and Callum?”
I nearly choked on the gummy wedged between my teeth.
Princess?
There’s no way he knew. No way he’d figured out who I really was... right?
My head snapped toward him, panic flaring, but he was busy sorting through the gummies in his palm, frowning like he’d just found a yellow one and lost all faith in humanity.
Ah. Right. Just another one of Zane’s stupid nicknames. Classic.
I rolled the hardened candy around on my tongue, trying to soften it. There was still food stuck in my hair, my book bag was MIA, and—just in case I forgot that everything sucked—a group of girls shouted from across the quad.
“Trying to snag another heir?! Ha! What a used-up wolfless! He does
