Page 203 of A University of Betrayal

“How exactly?”

“Did you question the species and their order of existence back then?”

His face suddenly filled with concern, and he looked around the garden with a jerk before scrutinizing me. Confusion resonated in his gaze as he continued a little more quietly.

“Emely, since when areyouinterested in my past?” He became even quieter. “Did Nickolas ask you to spy on me?”

I stared at him in disbelief.

He hadn’t really said that...

But he looked serious.

“That you would even think that of me!” I hissed, ready to turn away from him and go to my room to continue studying.

Alarik’s confusion didn’t disappear, and the next moment I wondered if I would have done something like that for my father…Of course not, not with Alarik. And anyway, Father didn’t demand such things.

It felt like everything I had believed so far was false, or only half true. But then, what was I supposed to believe in, who could I trust, and, above all, what could I fight for? Could I really blame myself for clinging to the most stable thing in my life? To the pack?

Precious Emely,

I apologize for overwhelming you with the roses.But I hope you like them.I had them flown in from a Scottish rose garden for you.

I have also found out that there is a first-class restaurant in Blairville that I would like to take you to.

I will do my best to make sure you have a good time while I am in Canada.As a Rolanow, I am a man of my word.

I’ll be waiting for you at La Lune at eight pm,

Mikhail

Tears In Heaven

TranquilJazz Trio, Jazz Covers Club

When I entered the restaurant, I felt like I was in the wrong movie. Almost as if I was too young for such things.

He sat there, more attractive than ever, with his short blond hair and ice-blue eyes, his face angular. It radiated more masculinity than was good for me, because pure nervousness immediately crept up inside me, and I could see myself not being able to get anything down this evening.

How should I even behave? He was eight years older than me, radiated an incredible amount of charisma, and was already attracting the attention of other women at the neighboring tables.

When Mikhail spotted me, he stood up and came toward me to take off the white coat that Tania had kindly lent me.

I’d never worn anything like it before, but I could make friends with felt coats. Just not in combination with tight red dresses like the one I was currently wearing. I wasn’t the girl for red, and yet I hadn’t saidnoto Tania’s wardrobe because I had learned that red was Mica’s favorite color.

I often noticed that I wasn’t very feminine, which was probably due to the fact that I had grown up surrounded by boys.

“I’m glad you came,” he said, smiling genuinely before letting his gaze slide down my body.

The dress definitely emphasized too much, even though I didn’t evenhavemuch. Larissa would have loved this dress, no doubt about it.

What was I even thinking?Of course, everything looked good on Legacy Ruisangors.

I had feminine curves, but more muscles and a more angular body, very small breasts, even though they had grown another size after my first transformation – as was often the case with female Senseque.

“That dress suits you,” he said in a low voice and kissed my hand again, just like he had done a few days ago on campus.

A tingling sensation flitted over the area, very light, barely noticeable.

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