Bertha’s POV
Friedrich and I walk together through the sidelines just beyond the rugby field with more than a few curious eyes following us. I can practically feel their stares and hear their thoughts with the “How did she land him?” kind of looks they throw at me.
Then out of the blue it actually occurs to me to ask how Friedrich manages to come and go from the school. I nudge him slightly as we step under the shade of some lined up trees. “So, tell me, how do you pull it off?”
“Pull what off?” He gives me a confused look.
Oh that's right, we haven't been mated so we don't share the mind linking bond yet.
“Hmm, you know, the rooftop. How do you get up there without people noticing you? What’s your secret?”
He shrugs, pausing mid way. “Let’s just say I know a few shortcuts...and
