“Don’t be an asshole, Matty,” Em scolded with an eye roll. “That’s our friend, Mathew. But we call him Matty. He can be a dick. But we keep him around anyways.” “Got it,” I said, trying not to feel too awkward. “It’s nice to meet you, Matty.” He said nothing; he turned away and started walking tow
Enzo’s POV“Alpha Enzo!!!! You showed up!!! Look everybody, it’s my professor! He’s also my ma—” I covered Lila’s mouth with my hand and wrapped my other arm around her to keep her still. My face was hot with fury. She was out of her goddamn mind. She tried to say something through my hand, but
Enzo’s POV“Please, don’t be mad…” Connie said, approaching me with sorrow in her eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing right now. How the hell was she here? “Why are you here, Connie?” I asked in a growl, trying not to let my anger consume me. “Because, Enzo, you are my best friend and I h
“Please, text me! Or call me!” My heart fell into my stomach. My hottie? Was she talking about Enzo? Was he the one who brought me back to the suite last night?I let my head hit the pillow and it took everything I had not to scream in frustration. After a few minutes, I finally gained the stren
Lila’s POVBoth Enzo and Connie dropped me off at the academy where I went straight to Cassidy-Ann’s new office in the art section of the school. My entire heart was so heavy as I watched Enzo leave with Connie trailing closely behind him. I couldn’t believe they were actually leaving to go to the
“Another custom art piece is being requested,” I announced to her. “She’s going to send me the pictures she wants to be used.” “Okay, thank you, Lila,” she said to me, sounding pleased. I was glad to be back on her good side. Not that I was ever on her bad side; but I knew she was losing hope in m
Lila’s POV“What is wrong with you?” I asked as I followed Matty out of the art room. The class had ended, and he was one of the last students to lead the room. He looked at me with an expressionless face; actually, he looked more bored than anything. This only made me angrier. How immature could
The less they are left alone, the better. “Okay,” I finally said after a pause. “I have nothing going on tonight, so I’ll be there.” “Excellent!” Em said cheerfully, “Wear a bathing suit!” She turned to walk away, leaving Matty and me standing alone once again. I gave him a questionable look and