Hayden's POV.
Ivy Durian was something else. There was just something about her that I could not place my hand against, or wrap my head around. Apart from the familiar feeling and the incessant growling of my wolf wherever she was within range, there was something else. I always felt it but I didn't know what it was.
I had come home to regret accepting to the fight with Yousef. I won of course but I had to leave Ivy stranded and that plagued me all through the night. I wanted to call and apologize but I preferred speaking face to face.
She must have indeed been angry if she was turning down my request to come see me, I knew she wasn't going to give in that easily. And seeing her in my literature class even sitting beside her had to be the best thing that I could have asked for that d
