Judy's POV

By the time we reached campus, both our minds were reeling with possibilities. Something was up with Sammy, and we were both determined to find out what it was. We didn't see Sammy all morning, so we didn't bother traveling to school with her.

I had a morning class, so I had to part ways with Nan pretty early on.

Because we were so wrapped up talking about Sammy, I haven't told her about my date yet. But I made a mental note to tell her all about it later.

As I reached class, I caught sight of Lukas who met my eyes and froze. His eyes were big and he kept his head down as he passed me and went into the classroom. My brows furrowed at his reaction, and I followed him into the room, saying hello to Professor River's as I passed.

Lukas sat at his seat, which was beside mine. He rummaged through his backpack, pretending not to notice me taking my seat beside him. My eyes never left his reddened face as he struggled to pull out his notebooks and books, placing them on the table before him. He grabbed his pens as well, his hands trembling as he placed each one down in front of him. It was an unnecessary amount of pens for one class and I knew he was only doing this to keep himself busy.

But my question was... why?

I knew Gavin freaked him out the other night; I should have probably warned Lukas that it was technically Gavin's mansion and that I was living in it. Lukas had Lycan blood because of his family history, so I should have been a bit more considerate. But I didn't think it meant that Lukas and I couldn't be friends.

"Are you mad at me?" I finally asked, breaking through the tension; or at least I attempted to break through the tension, but it seemed to make him more tense.

squeaked out. "No...

looking at me to

tell him,

at the mansion the other night. I assumed he's been busy these last few days and that's why I hadn't heard much from him. I've been busy too, so I didn't really take

told me, though his actions

arms across my chest and leaned back in my

yeah?" I asked. "Then look at

any movements, I leaned closer, assessing the side of his face carefully and watching

my tone was low and filled with a hidden warning. "Look at

knew it was painful for him to look at me, though I had no

I asked him, my tone softening as I looked into his eyes. "Why are you having trouble

if it were the most painful thing in the world to look at me. I'm not sure why it hurt a little,

not to," he admitted, his voice

I raised my eyebrows.

sorry, what?" I

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