CHAPTER 8"Jayla, listen to me!" He said, trying to catch her up. Everyone who is around the school was watching them, most of them had those shock on his face as they saw Darby, the old senior popular guy coming into their school. Jayla didn't pay any attention to them, she walked toward the hall, her eyes on the ground, walking fast until she bumped into a wall.
She was about to fall when someone catches her, again she felt the sparks, she knew who was the person holding her thanks to the sparks and his strong mint cologne.
"Max." She whispered, lifted her head up to see the beautiful face of this handsome man.
Max has always this cold, stony face. But when his eyes meet his mate eyes, it softened literally. Those cold eyes were able to be softened.
"Jayla! I'm talking to yo—Max." Dar
