Page 104 of A University of Betrayal

She had our mother’s name...Champson.My jaw tensed, and I pushed that thought away too, because it had no place here.

“You...”The woman seemed to have trouble finding words. Her eyeballs twitched. “Are one of those...”

She looked back at Professor Copeland, and he just nodded.

Bastien had probably not yet implemented the name change request in the files. Because from now on, Larissa’s surname would be DeLoughrey.

Director Copeland seemed to mind less than the Quatura did that Larissa was one of us, and for a moment I was worried that she would make a big deal out of it, but she seemed to realize that this was not her Circle where she could go cry about it.

The wannabe director adjusted her amber horn-rimmed glasses.

“You have to wear the uniform like everyone else. That way you can be identified as a student of this university.”

“What nonsense,” snorted the Senseque girl.

I wouldn’t have expected her to go against the rules. That was probably because she usually seemed to do everything the pack asked of her. The pack hated the Quatura as much as they hated us, at least to some extent. That was the only plausible explanation.

“Miss Copeland!” The woman wheeled around to face Emely. “I’ll increase your punishment. You’ll see for yourself how that looks.”

Emely’s jaw dropped, and she wanted to protest, but the English professor gave her a placating hand signal and indicated that she’d better drop it.

As far as I knew, he was the Alpha’s brother, and she was the Alpha’s daughter, so he had to be her uncle.

“Does anyone else have anything to say?”

Ban All the Music

Nothing But Thieves

“Yeah, us.” I stood up and noticed David trying to pull me back. I elegantly removed his arm. “Shove your rules up somewhere else.”

I didn’t say it with any contempt. Rather, it was in the meaning of the words, which I pronounced with a smile and the deepest kindness.

A whisper went through the Senseque group and Professor Wannabe seemed to be on the verge of bursting when Alarik Copeland spoke up.

“You should go now, Miles.” I eyed him skeptically. “You’re staying,” he continued, addressing my blood brothers, who had just stood up.

“May I know why?” Adrian asked behind me and the woman was quicker than the professor.

“Your friend has little respect for authority!”

She put on one of her absurd fake smiles, which I hadn’t expected at all.

“Never had, and that... wait, let me check my schedule...” I theatrically picked up my cell phone and pretended to scroll. “’... won’t change anytime soon.”

The wannabe director’s jaw dropped.

With a final smirk, I turned away from the red-haired witch and left the room without a word.

You’re Loved & I’m Hated

Christopher Tyng

I heard an awkward silence after my exit and decided to wait a little further away from the room for my blood brothers.

After just two minutes, the door burst open again.

I assumed the meeting was over and pushed myself away from the wall. But the person who slammed the door in a rage was not Adrian – who would never have done that, by the way – and not Larissa either, who I definitely expected to do that.

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