Page 55 of Moon Kissed

“Turn in your summaries of chapter two,” Raza called. “Quickly now.”

I fished the pages out of my bag and walked them to her desk. I dropped them on the pile... and they sailed away.

“Hey!”

Shooting into the air, I jumped up, my fingers brushing the edges just as they caught fire. Grim and vibrating, burnt flecks of paper floated around me. The class laughed uproariously—no one louder than Orion and Edric—both of whom were wearing my humiliation proudly on their chests.

It was everything in me not to leap across the desk and punch Edric’s face, and that anger wasn’t solely mine. My wolf was internally snarling at him too.

She may be fated to want the guy more than water in a desert, but she also loved sleep. A lot. When they talked about waking up on the wrong side of the bed, she was my wrong side—and she didn’t mess around.

Smirking, Edric made the sign for money, driving his point home. I forced the same mocking on my lips and made the sign for video.

He laughed.

I wasn’t really after any private videos between him and Nyx. I only said that to shut down this ransom nonsense because I didn’t have time to take on someone else’s plots when I had my hands full with my own.

Honestly, even if he gave them to me, I wouldn’t watch them. The last thing on earth I needed to do was get my wolf even more revved up for the band of jerks that were getting in my way, and ruining the plan. If Orion hadn’t told the truth despite the others pressuring him not to, it all would’ve come crashing down before it ever started.

They’re irritating distractions that I don’t have time for. The only thing to do with them is put them down, then put them out.

“Detention, Miss Volana.”

“What? Me?” I cried. “Why?”

Raza smiled into my eyes. “For not turning in your assignment.”

My nostrils flared. “And I assume Edric and Orion will not receive detention for destroying said assignment?”

She was already turning her back on me. “There are several fire and wind wolves in this room. Do you have proof they are the ones responsible?”

“No, but—”

“Take your seat.”

I didn’t bother arguing and made for my desk. Mason winked at me as I went past.

“I’ve got detention too,” he said. “Can’t wait to be detented with you.”

The smirks wiped off Orion’s and Edric’s faces fast. They heard the fool clear as day.

I just rolled my eyes. “Even if that was a word, you’d still sound like a dumbass.”

Mason laughed. The guy was tall, cut, and handsome in a way that pissed me off. With his perfect, unblemished skin; crystal-clear blue eyes; wavy crown of chestnut curls; and lean, hard body, I could tell he was used to being the most handsome guy in every room he walked into, and it had gone to his inflated headhard.

My mother always said we had to go through that awkward, pimply, crooked-teeth, gangly adolescent phase so we learned never to mistreat someone going through theirs.

That phase blew past this pretty boy without making a pit stop.

“Well, maybe you can teach me the right word tonight.” His lecherous grin wrinkled my nose. “If we have the time.”

Mason was both handsome and fearless it seemed. He was completely ignoring both Edric and Orion sounding off like a couple of car engines.

I looked Edric and Orion both in the face, but my smile was for Mason. “Maybe I will,” I purred, blowing Mason’s brows up. “See you tonight.”

I made it two steps.

“It was us,” Orion barked.

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