Trevor’s POV
My left hand is wrapped around the foot of the desk in front of me, and my rage is all directed to the joint as I watch Sireen almost trip over Kevin’s foot and still walk out of the class like nothing happened. The only thing was that I didn’t stop looking at her until she was out of line of sight, so I saw the pained expression on her face the second she stepped out.
As she leaves, Kevin is laughing and mentally patting himself on the back for what he just did, I’m sure, and that is the only thing that stops me from walking out of the class to follow Sireen from a distance as is fast becoming a habit of mine.
One wrong move and she would have fallen.
Kevin would have inflicted a scar on Sireen’s skin and nobody got to do that. My wolf rages inside me, scratching at the
