Page 179 of A University of Betrayal

I sighed and turned away from Hunter and Nash’s guys as well, only to stare at the envious faces of countless girls.

Oh, great.Half the campus had probably just seen that.

I hurried past them, feeling silly.

I hated roses, but Mica couldn’t have known that. And now I had to walk around with this expensive-looking bouquet. I couldn’t just throw it away. That wasn’t right.

I would have loved to put it in the hands of one of those girls, but I pulled myself together and disappeared through the main entrance of the west wing and finally through one of the porticoes around the corner, where I stopped and took a deep breath.

There was almost not a soul here and the adjoining courtyard I entered was surrounded by a small green area with a fountain, wooden benches, and a rose garden.

How ironic.

Now would be the perfect time to throw away this smelly bouquet.

Everywhere – Epic Trailer Version

Hidden Citizens, Adam Christopher

“Roses...how creative.”

My neck tensed automatically, but I didn’t turn around. I felt him approach and stop close behind me. My body was on alert, prepared in case he wanted to attack me.

Could he really be that stupid?

I felt his every move, every time his arms brushed against his suit. Ismelledhim, inhaling the air deeply, as I automatically did when a Quatura or a Ruisangor was nearby, even if that smell usually put me off.

But all I could smell was a hint of almond mixed with a woody note... and an extremely pleasant body scent. This Ruisangor didn’t smell disgustingat all.His smell made me woozy, triggered a strange tingling sensation in my stomach… Confusion spread through me.

I turned around abruptly and was startled by how close heactuallywas to me. There weren’t even two feet between us.

He was taller than me, which hardly any man could manage.

It had always bothered me that I was the tallest, often taller than some of the men and guys in the pack. It had never occurred to me that one day I would wish I was taller than someone else. How amusing it would have been to be able to look down at him.

Miles watched me. The corners of his mouth turned upwards.

Office Talk

Christopher Tyng

“Did I scare you, little wolf?”

My expression immediately darkened, and I looked into his provocative eyes. Sparkling brown tourmalines. And then that grin... It wasn’t like Julian’s, warm and cheerful. It was pure malicious joy that was triggered when he was amused. OnlyI wasn’t his clown doll!

“Don’t call me that!” I hissed, holding the bouquet of roses between us so he couldn’t get too close to me. If he did, he would hopefully hurt himself on the thorns that were already pricking my hand.Stupid flowers.

He just kept grinning before looking down at the flowers.

“Roses.” He raised both brows. “How come you don’t like these flowers?”

“What?” How did he know...? “I like roses!” I blurted angrily, hugging them to my chest for emphasis. A painful mistake.

“Your look told me otherwise, Copeland.” He continued to grin at me, and I was annoyed that he’d been able to figure it out so easily.

“They’re not my taste either,” he continued. “But I wonder, what kind of flowers do you like,then?”

He raised an eyebrow.

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