Chapter 28
Praise
Lucian dropped four thick textbooks onto the coffee table with a resounding thud. Artemis raised a brow at it, unimpressed.
They were clean, miserable, and heavy enough to count as a murder weapon.
“You’re kidding,” he said, voice flat with disbelief. When Lucian talked about studying, he assumed the professor was just trying to kill his interest and make him leave.
Lucian didn’t even flinch. “I never joke about education.”
Artemis leaned back on the couch, throwing one arm dramatically over his eyes. “I can't do this. This is abuse. Academic terrorism.”
“No,” Lucian said dryly, already pulling out a neat stack of worksheets from his bag, “This is your only shot at not flunking. And lucky for you, I’m charitable enough to offer it before you destroy my entire cla
