"I seen you throwing yourself at Elijah." she said hissed, trying not to draw the professor’s attention.
I stiffened.
"It wasn’t like that." I whispered back to her.
"Sure it wasn’t," she said with daggers in her eyes.
If looks could kill, I would surely be dead.
"Elijah doesn't usually waste his time on omegas… unless there’s something he can gain from it." She continued.
"He's just being nice," I mumbled, trying to sound more confident than I felt.
Brianna snickered, drawing the attention from a few other students around us.
“Nice? God, Gabriella, you really are naive. Elijah is strategic. He doesn't do anything without a reason.” She leaned closer to my ear.
“Did it ever occur to you that maybe he's just trying to get under Amir's skin. You know how those two are."My stomach c
