ter

cy's

ond chance mate was the Lycan King? I had met him once before, two year

omach pain to notice. Now, I found myself wondering why the students here di

racy, Darcy," I heard my name being ca

s the only student still standing, and all eyes were on me. I forced a

couldn't look away. It was as if we

tracted to the teacher." Another chimed in,

narrowed, and I felt a

inely cursed. The moon goddess's decision to mate me with

d striking features. His long black hair cascaded down hi

like a god. I licked my bottom lips unconsciously, I felt

mained locked on the Lycan King, my gaze darted from his face

hat it was okay to pretend I didn't feel the mate bond

we could both go back to living our norm

I just needed to prepare myself for rejection, which I had experienced before. The

n the desk. But my attention kept wandering back to him. I couldn't

me, but every time I raised my head, I caught him gazing at

sn't a gaze of love or hate, but somet

ldn't ignore it. I fixed my gaze on him, but hi

ether, and the Lycan King addressed

sive scoff from the king. His gaze then shifted to me, and I ha

assured her with a nod and a forced smile, choosing not to tell her

who continued to stare at me intently. His e

an unexpected thrill through me, "I will be assigning you all

ed, "We have reached th

first with my friends for lunch. "Are you r

she resisted, saying, "Le

ad, "They will

ed, "What'

, please let's go." I begged, an

re about to step out, a deep voice called my name,

King's, whose hands were crossed behind his back. I

esident," he announced, causing t

ut he simply smirked, tu

ect any questions or concerns to her, a

rialed off as Lydia quickly covered my

," Lydia intervened, and I shook my head, whispe

clenched, "Why reject it? D

a hiss, "You want to communicate with our classmates? This is the p

t to be acknowledged by everyone, and th

I heard myself say, "I'm

ad screamed that I w