Silas was in my Tracking class.
I'd gone on my morning run through the woods behind the Academy buildings, choosing to avoid the Warrior Academy's running track in case I’d accidentally run into Caius there. It was annoying having to avoid my own mate just because he had it out for me. But I didn’t regret standing up to his asshole ways.
After my run, I'd spent a few hours actually studying for my Commander Class, learning all about those great battles but somehow ended up leaving with more questions than answers.
Now I was here, in the class I really liked…with Silas.
I could feel the intensity of his gaze from where he sat a few rows behind me. His mossy forest and rain scent drifted forward, trying to distract me, and made my wolf stir restlessly.
I hated how much I'd wanted him t
