Mia's POV:
“As much as I'd like to drag you back, I'm not from your school,” I told him.
“Then who are you?” He asked. I fished out the ring that was in my shirt and showed it to him. He looked at it. “What the fck is that supposed to explain?”
“Language.” I corrected him and then sighed deeply. Jaxon had said only the people who needed to know would know what the ring meant. It wasn't helping right now.
Zayn rolled his eyes. “Look, Lady—”
“The Triplets sent me,” I said, cutting him off.
His eyes widened. “You mean…” he trailed off, looking around to see if anyone was listening to us. “the Alphas?” I nodded. “How the fck does someone like you know them?”
“Ow.” I let out. I was tempted to tell him that I was their mate but instead, I said. “How I know them doesn't matter. What matter
