Page 20 of Monster's Heart

The next day, I went about my business, ditching my last class because I could not stay away from her any longer. Amrin didn’t see me lurking in the shadows as she left one of her classes late the following day.

We had two days left till the Spring Equinox and I was desperate to show her the graph I’d calculated for us. But I knew she needed to do that part herself. It was important for her and for me that Amrin believed in her abilities.

Still, I’d missed her throughout the day. And I didn’t feel like waiting till evening to see her. I thought we could maybe share lunch. My palms were sweating, and I was just about to reveal myself when Amrin tugged her phone from her pocket. Her face lit up with surprise as she answered it, and I frowned. Hard. It wasn’t nice of me, but I couldn't help eavesdropping a bit.

“Hi,” she said breathlessly.

Her cheeks were turning pink, and I growled.

Who the fuck was that on her phone?

Jealousy was not a good look on me. Blue was my color, not fucking green, but damn me if I didn’t feel roaring through me like a wildfire.

“Really? Oh my gods, I can’t wait to see you. That’s great! Yes, I’ll be at the festival. Okay, bye bye.”

She was practically glowing with happiness, and my own petty jealousy made me blind to the dangers around. By the time I saw who she was about to bump into, it was too late.

Amrin turned, colliding with the brick wall of a Shifter. The force was so great, she stumbled back, almost falling on her perfect ass.

“Oh, watch it there, Witch,” he snarled.

“S-sorry, I didn’t see you,” Amrin replied, her face paling visibly.

“No shit. But I see you, flaunting that fat ass and big tits, just begging me to bend you over, aren’t you?” Gunner growled menacingly, stepping into her space.

Jealous of a phone call or not, that fucking Wolf just touched mine, he was whispering dirty things to mine, and I wasn’t about to take that. I jumped from the shadows, my fist flying into Gunner’s jaw. The Wolf flew back, bumping into his mangy buddies.

“Don’t ever fucking touch her, you piece of shit,” I growled.

Gunner spun around, a snarl on his face as his Wolfish eyes zeroed in on me. Our mutual animosity was ages old, but the stupid prick did not even realize it. He did not know who I was or why he hated me so. He just did.

Fucking animal.

“Oh, it’s on blue boy,” he snapped, his face elongating into a half-lupine half-human abomination.

“Sten!” Amrin screamed, and I cocked my head to show her I heard. I could not turn to her, that would mean opening myself to this asshole’s attack.

She grabbed at my shirt, but I used my tail to wrap around her waist and set her gently back. This fight had been brewing a long time, and it was going to happen. But that did not mean I would ever risk her being hurt.

“You know, ever since I got here there’s been something about you that makes my Wolf fucking salivate, blue boy,” Gunner growled.

“Maybe you should invest in a bib,” I grunted, ducking his fist as I shot out with my own right to his gut.

We exchanged more blows, and my arm ached where he’d managed to scratch it with his claws.

Fucking Shifters.

I snarled, anger turning my vision white as we destroyed an art display from one class that had been floating above the floor in the hallway.

“Stop this violence right now!” Headmistress Blackthorn’s voice whipped across my face like a slap, or maybe that was her magic.

Suddenly, I felt myself being tied up and tossed back against the wall, I looked to see Gunner in the same situation, only the Werewolf was half-shifted, and his clothes were torn, giving everyone and unfortunate view of his half-formed dick.

“Ohmygods!”

“What the hell is that?”

I could only hope someone was taking a picture to blast across supernatural social media pages everywhere. Not Amrin, of course. But someone.

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