Adrian's POV
I immediately knew this was a bad idea the moment Morgana smiled at me in that way. She squealed and ran to hug me. "Thank you so much, Adrian."
"You're welcome."
Two days passed since I promised Morgana to take her to see Mr. Ethan because of pack business, but I was finally able to create time on the evening of the third day.
It was time to leave, but Morgana didn't dress like a student. She dressed like she was trying to steal someone's husband at a wedding—tight dress, massive heels, and enough perfume to choke a wolf.
"Isn't this a bit too much?" I asked, confused.
"No, it isn't. I need to make a good first impression, and he won't be able to resist accepting me as his student," she gushed.
The whole drive there, she kept talking about how she was g
