I quickly unlock my door and shove it shut behind me. My back hits the wood, and I close my eyes for a second, trying to steady my breathing.
My phone buzzes in the pocket of my jeans.
I pull it out.
You’re playing with fire, and you’ll get burned.
Chapter8
Hunter
She’s hiding something. That much is obvious now.
The question is what.
What could possibly be so bad about being seen with me?
Is it really just the teacher-student issue? Because that can be dealt with.
And for some reason, the more guarded she is, the more obsessed I become with figuring her out. With peeling back every bloody layer and seeing what’s really going on inside that head of hers.
The thought becomes more appealing by the second.
Really why am I following her now through the woods and toward the dorms. This need to be near her to make sure she’s safe is grating on me.
I usually don’t give a fuck about other people.
Not her it seems.
I need control. That’s exactly why I’m so fucking rigid about it, and with her, I can already feel it slipping in a way I thoroughly dislike.
But after all that, I already decided she’s mine, and I’m done fighting it. Even if I don’t like it. Even if I don’t fully understand why.
I told her to come to my room not just because I wanted to fuck her, though I absolutely did.
I want another taste of her.
Another reminder of how perfectly her body fits with mine.
I need to feed the monster inside me before it tears its way out.
And lately, it seems to crave her more than anything else.
But the real reason I wanted her in my room is because she seems genuinely afraid of being seen with me in public.
In class, she looked almost nervous whenever my attention landed on her.
Which is fucking ridiculous.
At this academy, the Thirteen Circle holds more power than the headmistress herself, so I fail to see why the student-teacher rule should suddenly matter when it comes to us.
It shouldn’t.
And yes, technically we come from different syndicates, but the Thirteen Circle and the Ferrum Syndicate are under a bloody truce at the moment.
So her reluctance gets under my skin because the two most obvious reasons shouldn’t even be an issue.
Which means something else is.
