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My brows lower, eyes narrowing into a glare at the few students that stop to stare at me, sending them racing into the jam at the doors. A few professors rush by, attempting to fix the situation, causing the growing crowd to pause in front of me. A growl of frustration escapes my lips, and a blonde girl in front of me leaps away, clinging on to her friend before they scurry away.
The pull finally moves as the students—organized now—make their way quickly past me. I feel a deep tug in my stomach, and my eyes dart around, focusing on the energies flowing by me. The sensation intensifies as I lock onto the source, the crowd thick around us.
Her long, dark brown hair flows around her, lips downcast in a delicious red pout, and her sparkling sea-green eyes narrow, darting around the room. Her uniform, burgundy instead of the traditional black, makes her stand out just as much as her striking features do. A rumble shakes my chest, my eyes rove down, taking in every inch of her that I can see past the crowd of other students.
My annoyance resurfaces, remembering the other students ushering her out through the door, blocking my way to her. The auditorium finally filters back through my senses, and she makes her way past me towards the exit. Although she still searches for me, feeling the tug of the mate pull too. A lanky male beside her touches her arm just before they reach the door, a growl rumbles out of me and I clench my fists, ready to knock all the students aside to break his hand off.
She calmly steps out of his touch, briefly sparing his life and his hand, which he would need since he would never be touching her again. She looks at him with a confused expression, saying something I cannot hear. She looks back once more, the movement causing her curls to swing behind her. Her lips part slightly searching for the source of the sensation, pulling her back into the auditorium, just as the pull demands I follow.
Shaking her head, she turns, hesitantly exiting out to the hall. I exhale a deep breath, but my expression stays still, waiting for the few students left to exit through the door, the remaining professors following closely behind.
My lips slowly lift into a small smile as I keep my eyes trained on their retreating forms, now the only one left in the room.
Oh, little mate, things are about to finally get interesting around here.
