“But Liam, she’s really helping me. I need this.” Grayson says pleadingly.
I shake my head, my jaw clenched. “I don’t care. She’s a monster. We will find you a different tutor. Grab your things, Gray. We’re leaving.”
Grayson opens his mouth to argue, but the look in my eyes must be enough to deter him. With a defeated sigh, he gathers his things and heads towards the door.
I turn to Selene, my voice low and dangerous. “Stay away from my brother.”
“Liam, was it?” she asks.
I can hear Grayson’s feet shuffle down the hall. I turn to her, angry as hell, and take one step towards her.
She shuffles backward, running a hand over the long black skirt she is wearing.
She also has a white blouse that is tucked into it and her bangs are so low they almost cover her eyes.
Did this vampire really decide to lean into an emo sense of fashion?
I take another step forward. She takes another step back.
Then I am standing before her small figure, her back pressed to the wall. “Keep my name out of your fucking mouth.”
“Or what?” she spits.
Fury comes over me, and instinctively, my hand wraps around her throat.
“Oh bloodsucker, you don’t want to know.”
Chapter 15
Selene
Ilean against the wall, feeling a little dizzy from the sudden confrontation. Is it the shock of seeing a wolf in my classroom or the way Liam’s hand is wrapped around my throat, pinning me against the wall? I swallow hard, trying to regain my composure, then push against him, feeling the strength in his veiny arms.
“Let go of me,” I manage to choke out in a strained voice.
He holds me tighter, his grip unyielding. “Or what?” he challenges, his tone dripping with contempt.
I raise an eyebrow, trying to appear unfazed, but inside, I’m trembling. Running my tongue over my sharp teeth, I meet his gaze defiantly. His look of disgust only fuels my frustration as he finally releases me.
“What the hell, Selene?” he demands, his voice rising in anger. “Why have you been tracking Grayson?”
I look at him, surprised. “I’m not even going to ask how you know my name. But I am not tracking Grayson. I have not hunted anyone.”
“He is warded off. His scent cannot be tracked, so how did you find him? Who are you working with? A witch? Is that how you found him?”
That explains how I never pegged his scent for a wolf.
“I have no idea what you are talking about. I work here. You can easily find the truth of that in the school’s records.”
“The only records I am interested in are the police records. Where were you on Thursday night?”
I’m confused. Is he interrogating me?
“Are you fucking interrogating me?”
“Answer the question, Selene.”
“No, I will not. What exactly are you accusing me of?”