Johnny
“Bran. Johnny!” Poppy was headed toward us, Elodie trying to keep up behind her.
“What is it?” I asked.
She grabbed my arm and then Bran’s, dragging us away from our lockers and into an empty classroom.
“Did something happen to Max?” Bran was quick to ask, looking worried.
“Yeah—I mean, no. This is about Max, but she’s fine,” Poppy said.
“So...” I urged her to speak.
“I think she’s your mate. I’m not sure, but—”
“How do you know?”
“She said something about her feelings, a crush, and how she tried to kiss you... it all just sounded like she was describing a mate bond,” Elodie said.
I guess she would know. She was just an ordinary human who came to school here and felt that same overwhelming pull for Trevor.
“Well, she is,” Bran said flatly.
Poppy gasped, as if she had be
