Chapter 135: An Omega With a Difference.
Elara’s POV
“A strange woman? In this school, are you guys sure of that?” I repeated, raising a brow at Ian as we headed across the courtyard toward combat class.
“Yep,” he replied casually, hands shoved in his pockets. “A lot of students have reported seeing her hanging around the academy grounds.”
“Tall?” I pressed.
“Average height. Hood up. No one’s gotten a good look at her face,” Drake chimed in from behind us. “But they say she moves… fast. Too fast and she reeks of some strong s**t so no one wanna near her.”
I sighed, my mind immediately flashing to last night, the hand clamping over my mouth, the smooth, feminine scent curling into my senses before the world tilted and faded to black, it had been familiar, too familiar but whose?
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