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I’m drawn to his overall appearance, the tattoos that run along his neck an attention stealer. His whole outlook makes him look like an extremely smart bad boy ready to play the hero instead of the villain.

I wouldn’t admit it to him, but he’s kind of hot, like Professor North—who I obviously despise because he hates my existence.

Sliding his hands out of his pocket, I notice his fingers have similar tattoos that match the detailed artistry of his neck marking. He’s wearing a few rings, the onyx jewelry glinting as he fixes his white locks, which are styled to one side while the sides of his head are buzzed off, giving him a slick side-swept undercut.

“First time our university’s Mascot has shown mercy on a student in about twenty years,” he announces and looks at me with intrigue. “You’re a Guinevere, aren’t you?”

“I am,” I calmly answer.

“Your family always has an intriguing immunity to snakes. Not sure if it’s something in your DNA or a magical trait, but reptiles, in general, adore your family line,” he summarizes.

“Hiss!”

My side glance makes the creature bow its head to my very feet, making me frown at its submissive nature.

“There it is,” the man announces, drawing my attention to him as he suddenly has my chin in his grasp and my head tipped upward so he can look into my eyes. “Slits of death,” he growls low, the sound igniting shivers that run down my spine.

My heart skips a few beats while the energy pulsing between us makes me dizzy.

“No doubt about it. You have to be a Viper,” he speaks with nothing but praise.

I catch onto the black glint from above us a second before I’m pulled into the man’s arms and spun around in time to miss the striking bolt that leaves a black burned spot in the place where the man was standing.

“Now, now,” he repeats the word like he’s saying ‘tsk-tsk’ to the cloaked man coming out from the opening golden gates. “What has the headmaster said about that temper of yours, Orpheus? It’s really detrimental to act before using that brain of yours.”

“If you stop touching what’s mine, I won’t have to snipe you,” Professor North replies as he removes the hood from his head to confirm his presence.

Our eyes briefly met, and I can imagine the flash of relief in his eyes that scan me from head to toe. The moment he realizes I’m still in his comrade’s grasp, he’s seething.

“You shouldn’t be touching the students, Professor Blackbird.”

“Touching the students?” he exaggerates the gasp and hugs me further. “I was all but saving this student from death.”

“I wasn’t dying,” I point out the obvious while this Professor Blackbird grins devilishly.

“You were facing death in the face a minute ago. I think that counts as dying.”

“Or you can just admit you enjoy watching your colleague over there scowl at the sight of you touching the woman he likes,” Blair points out.

Peering over at her, I realize she has her hands crossed over her chest, looking almost bored with this new development.

“I don’t like anyone!” Professor North declares. “Can’t possibly like a student. No less a child.”

“I’m twenty.”

“I’m thirty,” he snaps back.

“I’m twenty-five and a half,” Professor Blackbird sweetly declares and only hugs me tighter. “Aww. You’re but a baby. Would you date an old geezer like Orpheus over there? Probably against the administrative rules, but unlike him, I don’t mind being a ruler breaker,” he offers and turns my head by the chin, so I have no choice but to acknowledge how our lips are inches apart.

My cheeks flush at the closeness, but it’s the warmth that spreads down my body to ‘other’ areas that makes me want to squirm away from him.

“You know, I could make you feel good and protect you from all the hidden secrets this university has to offer.”

Hidden secrets…

“I can protect myself,” I note.

“I agree,” he smirks. “But it’s a turn-on when you’re protected by a villain, isn’t it?”

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