AMELIA 'DECLAN'
Not him!
The moment I turned and suddenly faced Lennox, my whole body jolted like someone dropped ice water down my back.
He smirked… of course he did. That was Lennox’s specialty.
He had that stupid smirk like he owned the whole academy and everyone inside it.
“Well, well,” he said, tilting his head. “If it isn’t our little lost lamb.”
I swallowed hard. My throat felt tight, and the worst part was that I couldn’t even disguise the shock on my face fast enough.
“Lennox, I’m not in the mood,” I muttered, stepping back instinctively.
He leaned forward a little. “You never are. And I honestly don’t know why. I mean, I didn’t do anything… not yet.”
My hands curled into fists.
I wanted to push him. Just once. Push him and run…
But that was the kind of behavior that w
