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Chapter 3 Not so much a knight

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ide-eyed innocence in her face, her scent, everythin

d. The ones that whispered how he ruined students, altered the course of t

now,

ilver hair shimmered under the fluorescents. Her shoulders slouched as if the world had already

ol council had sent her his way to redeem himself. She was trouble, his worst nightmare. Especiall

ere s

, last class? I... I wasn't t

he said flatly. "Fin

tightened, jaw clenching

h annoyance this time, but with s

"You are my professor. Y

arched. T

ed with his-and he hat

n them. Something anc

care. Didn't wan

le, was ready

smoke. He radiated power-not the kind you flexed in a fight, but the kind that made people kne

t like be

harming, easy. This man looked like he'd tear your heart out and make you say thank you for the experience. His polished black sh

d how her st

n anymore..." Kain mutt

brown envelope. It slammed into her arms and dro

k of papers, bound l

horror etched its

ass," he said, glancing at his watch with dis

en. Her mouth opene

ed note. I assume you can already play a few on the piano. That narrows it d

was gone. No further

efore her knees gave out and she sank to the floor. Tears spilled fr

ing too. The Mad Alpha was still out there, hunting her like prey. And now t

of the building, heading for a m

e never wanted

n Kain wouldn't trust with a pap

e with worn red booths and the scent of burnt coffee linge

scoffed, his expression dripping with disgust. The sight

rtant," Kain said col

tly. "Your brother...

mpressed. "That's what

's not my place, but... You're the-well, you know what

you to say i

. He wouldn't risk it.

d in a diner. Especially not on

ow what happens when the pack keeps your girls from you

of his face like a wall of fu

n't need any of those girls. I have enough slaves

ld twice. He left in a blur

in muttered, ris

im. Red hair, striking features, dressed in a tight pink dres

t

she wa

ouched her, she'd

target locked. She swayed toward him, hips exaggerated, lips pa

tlessly, his instinct

or a trophy-and sighed dramatically. Around

ning armor," one

le. A very forced

rred, pressing against him. "Can I

N

ut she blocked his path, arms crossed under her chest,

n it all. Felt it all. And no

ly not s

e. Eyes that looked like t

ever gotten under his skin. Not love-jus

dent. Lucy. She ha

mn

ispered, smearing ketchup-sta

did

ose enough that on

s voice velvet and venom. "Get away

fr

drained fr

she

rf

ly, finally, but as he re

isible through the glass, w

his

ad, lon

leanly

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