Ella's POV
Cyrus wore black-rimmed glasses and had a buzz cut, with a face so ordinary that when he smiled, he looked as honest and hardworking as an omega in a pack.
But he hadn't climbed his way to be Blair's mate—and up to his current position—by being honest.
I'd been with the Blackwood Pack for seven years, and I could count on one hand the number of times I'd spoken with him.
Given that he'd plagiarized my paper, I felt a strong aversion to him and instinctively took a few steps back.
"Take it easy," he said, lowering his voice as if to comfort me. "Although the examination room is full of cameras and proctors, just treat it like a normal test."
He paused, then added, "Seriously, I admire you. After being a full-time mother for so many years, you still have the courage to compe
