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“So, do you want some help with spells tonight?” I ask, remembering my earlier promise.
Amanda thinks for a second before shaking her head. “I have a thing tonight. I don’t know how long it might take. Tomorrow?”
“Sure,” I confirm, glad I don’t need to disappoint Adrian tonight.
It’s his turn for one-on-one time, which he’ll be taking full advantage of now that we’re finally sleeping together.
We head out, and I find Carter waiting outside the classroom door.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “How did you get over here so fast?”
He smiles, and I know he’s not going to tell me. “A guy gets to have secrets, you know.”
“Well, a girl gets to uncover those secrets when she gets the chance to read a guy’s mind.”
He laughs. “I’m not going to protest anything that puts you in that kind of mood.”
He most definitely is not, but Amanda seems a little bemused by our conversation, so I nod her way and he catches the hint and quits being so flirty.
“We’re going to study together tomorrow night,” I tell him.
He already knows Amanda needs help with magic so it’s no surprise that we’ll be spending time studying together.
“Maybe I can help,” he suggests, making me laugh.
There’s no way he could sit in a room with us without starting to get inappropriate with me in front of her, and I already know she’s kind of embarrassed by public displays of affection.
“Maybe you can help Silas clean the house while I’m out,” I offer.
He pulls a face. “Don’t tell me you’re escaping cleaning duties while you’re studying.”
I shrug. “It wasn’t on purpose.”
And it wasn’t. Not like when I sent those bitchy girls from class into the woods.
Carter clears his throat. “You did what now?”
Amanda seems confused, and I don’t blame her. I’m about to clue her in, when Dante appears. Her expression lights up on his approach.
“I’ll see you in class tomorrow,” I tell her, leaving her to walk home with her mate.
She nods. “Tomorrow.”
I wave at Dante and we head off toward the gates.
Carter clears his throat, and I don’t need to be a mind reader to know what he’s thinking.
I probably shouldn’t have been thinking about the bad things I’d done in front of a mind reader, but he’s my mate and I would have told him later anyway. It might have been justified, but it was also kind of reckless. I probably shouldn’t be aiming to make enemies during the first real week of a three-year stint.
“They were assholes,” I tell him.
“What did they do?” he asks.
The nasty shit they said about him pours through my thoughts before I can stop it, and the look on his face makes me wish I’d done worse than teleport them to the middle of the woods.
The hurt in his eyes is quick to vanish, but I know he’s still feeling it.
He’s an Omega. It’s what they do.
