Andrew
I was scrolling aimlessly through reels, letting the mindless entertainment wash over me, until my peace was shattered by the familiar, annoying mental prod of my wolf. He was insistent that I go check on my mate. I had absolutely no intention of complying; she was far too preoccupied with the teachers for me to harbor any real desire to communicate with her.
Even if she kisses like a pr... No, not thinking about that. Or damn outran me in those dares. Nope, not thinking about that either.
"Just go and talk to her," he growled in the back of my mind. "You’ve only had one proper conversation with her."
"I don’t want to. I can do it another day." I grumbled, firmly ignoring him and keeping my thumb scrolling.
I was midway through a video when my hand suddenly betrayed me, snap
