SEBASTIAN’S POV
My heart thundered, Maximus snarling in my chest as I stared at Caleb, his hand hovering near Isabella’s bruised lip, her flinch cutting me like a blade. She stumbled, her foot catching, her arms flailing, and I moved—faster than human eyes could track, a blur of werewolf speed—catching her waist, pulling her upright. Her green eyes locked on mine, wide with shock, her breath hitching.
I’d exposed myself, my secret laid bare in that split-second dash from the podium. No human could move like that, and she knew it. The classroom air was thick, students’ whispers fading as they filed out, oblivious to the storm brewing between us. Caleb stood frozen, his green eyes narrow, Talon’s presence a shadow behind his gaze. He knew what I’d done, what I was, just as I knew him.
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