Flora crossed her heart. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. Trust me.”
As we walked to our dorm room, Flora continued to gossip along the way.
“I could always tell that Prince Rufus treats you so differently. Wait, so does that mean you haven’t accepted each other as mates until last night?” Flora excitedly squeezed my hand.
Helplessly, I nodded. What a chatterbox Flora was, indeed.
“How is he in bed? Was he good? How many times did you do it? Actually, you’ve got quite a glow on you today. It must be that!”
“Flora!” I covered her mouth with my hand. “If you ask one more question, I will not talk to you anymore!”
Nodding, Flora whispered. “Okay, I won’t ask anymore. You can let me go now.”
Once I got her word, I let go of her mouth.
When we got to our room, I saw a new school uniform on my bed. I walked over and held it up.
“Didn’t you apply for a new school uniform the other day? The teaching affairs department had it sent here this morning.” Flora headed to the table and poured herself a glass of water, downing it in one go.
“That was fast. I didn’t think I’d get until a few more days.”
With that said, I went to try it on anyway. I got the same size, so the fit was no different. But there was something new about the uniform. It had an indescribable fragrance on it.
“Flora, come and smell this. Isn’t it a bit strong?” I slipped my new coat off and handed it to Flora.
Flora sniffed it. “It’s a little strong, yes. But it smells good nonetheless.”
“The old uniforms never smelled this strong, right?” I asked in confusion.
Flora shook her head. “I’m guessing they tried something new for the new batch of uniforms. It still smells good, though.”
“Yeah, maybe.” I shrugged my doubts away.
After breakfast, Flora and I proceeded to our classroom. Harry was already there and saved us seats. As soon as he saw us enter the door, he waved his hand exaggeratedly, as if we would not be able to see him and his hair.
Not long after Flora and I got seated, Blair walked in with hands behind his back. Slowly, he climbed up the stage and cleared his throat. “Class, I’ve invited a new teacher for today’s fighting skill class.”
Right on cue, someone from outside had walked in. At first, my head was lowered as Flora was whispering something to me, so I didn’t notice who it was.
It was not until I heard the uproar my classmates were causing that I looked up.
I was shocked.
Was our new teacher Rufus?
Sylvia’s POV
I was floored. Shouldn’t Rufus just be waiting for me in his place?
As if he knew I was thinking about him, Rufus turned to me. When I looked into his eyes, I felt so much affection that it almost melted my heart.
Shy, I looked away and didn’t dare to look back at him. I was actually a little annoyed at how obviously he was looking at me in public without even bothering to hide his emotion.
“Why is Prince Rufus looking at us like that? Are we in trouble?” Harry then touched his hair. “Or do you think he’s impressed by my new hair color?”
“Shut up, Harry. Your taste’s been getting worse and worse, actually. Do you seriously think your hair is a paint palette?” Flora rolled her eyes.
“You just don’t know how to appreciate beauty, Flora. Don’t worry, I forgive you for that. Still, why is Prince Rufus looking this way? It’s making me uncomfortable.” Harry rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.
Flora didn’t answer Harry’s question and instead just looked at me knowingly.
I propped my chin up on my palm and tried to pay attention while only looking at the stage from time to time. Even though I was nervous, my heart was touched.
“Well, at least someone’s in a good mood today.” Harry leaned over to me.
“Must you be this talkative every single day?” Flora pulled Harry back on his seat. “If you keep talking like this, I’m going to tell Blair that you go fishing in the woods at night, which you know is totally against rules.”
Harry widened his eyes and shut his mouth.
“Wow, Rufus really cares about you. He even came to class just to see you,” Yana said sweetly. I could imagine pink heart-shaped bubbles around her head.
“Nonsense, Yana. He’s here to teach everyone,” I deflected.
“Are you sure about that? By the looks of it, I think he’s just here for you. This whole time, his eyes have never left you,” Yana teased.
“Ugh, he’s too sweet. I can’t stand this.” I crossed my arms and pretended to be upset, even though I knew I was blushing.
“Why can’t you just admit that you’re happy he’s here? There’s no hiding that smile of yours.”
As soon as Yana finished talking, Blair mentioned that Rufus needed a volunteer to come up on stage and help him demonstrate fighting skills.
“Oh, Rufus is definitely going to pick you.” Yana was certain.
“I don’t know, maybe.”
I watched as Rufus walked down the stage. He wore a military uniform today, which made him look very handsome.
As Yana predicted, he stopped in front of me and looked at me with no expression. “You.”
I coughed awkwardly and obediently got up on the stage. My mind ran with all sorts of sweet nothings. What was wrong with this guy? I had class today, and he just had to find a way to see me all the way here. What if he deliberately let me win the demonstration? Will people see it as special treatment? I couldn’t believe we were doing this in front of so many werewolves.
It turned out that I had overestimated what was going to happen, as Rufus did not show me any mercy.
Stunned that he immediately went for an attack, I had to dodge and react to his moves in a hurry. He looked so serious that I didn’t dare think about anything else anymore but to survive this demonstration.
Rufus’ moves were so fast and smooth that I almost didn’t even get the chance to fight back. Unsurprisingly, he knocked me down with ease. I had to awkwardly get up from the ground. Fortunately, Rufus was kind enough to offer help, but I immediately stepped back from him defensively. Even during a demonstration with his mate, he did not turn soft-hearted at all.
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