CASSIA'S POV:
I wasn't sure when school became synonymous with awkward, or when I started getting lost in my thoughts when I should've been focusing on my talking English teacher.
Either way, both was happening and it was all because of a particular annoying brat of a prince.
It was all Lucius' fault.
Groaning, I dropped my head on my desk, oblivious to the fact that the teacher could very well see me from where she stood.
I just wanted to get him out of my head, wanted to clear whatever feelings were in my chest and belly, but it seemed Myla was enjoying my conflicting emotions.
She yowled happily, approving of any thought that had Lucius' name on it. How was I to get over myself if Myla wasn't helping?
My shirt had been pulled up discreetly to hide the mark on my neck. I didn't
