Page 340 of A University of Betrayal

I didn’t have time to protest or tear myself away. I was unable to move.

“What are you doing?” I asked Miles, overwhelmed, who placed me in front of him and waited for the orchestra to start the next piece.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” he replied with a typical Miles grin.

“You’reharassingme,” I replied angrily, although the anger disappeared within a few seconds.

“I’m saving your life,” he said and pointed his gaze at Julian, which made my jaw drop. I quickly collected myself and took a deep breath.

“I’m fine on my own...”

I tried not to let on that Miles had actually just rescued me from a very awkward situation.

“You looked like an offended sheep that didn’t get any of the hay.”

My eyes widened.“Pardon?!”

“One can smell at a hundred meters that you like him,” Miles said with amusement as he began to lead me to the right and left to the rhythm of the music.

Of course, I didn’t want to accept this and opened my mouth, but Miles was quicker.

“Don’t eventryto deny it.”

I could feel the blush literally spreading across my face.

Miles, of all people, had felt it.

“I don’t see how that is any of your business,” I said quickly, wanting to end the conversation without starting a new one.

“But I’m right, which brings me to the conclusion that I rescued you from a predicament.”

Damn.The truth was, hehadsaved me from a predicament. God only knew that wasn’t the whole story.

“I’m afraid you’ve gotten usbothinto another one,” I sighed, memories of our last encounter in the kitchen of the student accommodation house flashing through my mind, making my face even hotter.

He raised his elegantly arched brow as if he hadn’t understood me.

“My father is here,” I began, looking at my family.

And of course,everyone was staring at us.

First, there was Mica, who was glaring in our direction with a shocked look as if he wanted to kill Miles; then his father, who was gesticulating wildly in my direction while talking to my father, making my heartbeat quicken with evil foreboding.

And then I saw my father looking at me in confusion. His expression darkened, and I guessed how much he would love to come here and tear Miles away from me. But he wasn’t allowed to do that in front of all these humans... and Ruisangors. He knew that if he or one of the Rolanows approached Miles, the head of the Ruisangor clan would approach too. And he feared that man more than anything else.

Hopefully, Father knew that I could defend myself against Miles if he ever showed his true nature.

“He’s known for not letting anyone or anything get close to his children. Especially not a Ruisangor,” I said, realizing too late that this statement was more of a wish than a fact.

What was I thinking?Of course,my father would put his hand in the fire for me.I was his daughter.

The lump in my throat threatened to get heavier.

“Your father is thelastof these people whose death list I’m on. Believe me, right now, I see other people who would like to see me dead,” Miles whispered, and I looked to the rest of the pack. All the guys were staring at us, each of them seemed tense.

I could hear them all trying to communicate with me through the bond. Cody, Hunter, Nash... But I reassured them all through our connection that I had everything under control and that Miles couldn’t hurt me here, that he was just trying to unsettle me and provoke them all. And it seemed like Harry was going to tell his father Maverick, and he was going to tell my father.

I couldn’t stand Father’s look of confusion and turned back to Miles.

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