A few minutes later, the rest of the students trickled in. As usual, Aria arrived alongside Cassian. She threw a single, brief glance at the sleeping Lucian and Elira who was sitting far too close to him, before indifferently averting her gaze.
Seraphina walked in right behind them, though her reaction was entirely different.
Her eyes practically radiated pure bloodlust as they locked onto Elira. Gritting her teeth, she abruptly sat down on the bench closest to the door, creating as much distance as possible.
A moment later, the memory of last night — that overwhelmingly sensitive, weak-in-the-knees encounter with Lucian — flashed vividly in her mind. Instantly, her entire face flushed crimson, crumbling into a wobbly mess of pure embarrassment.
Her eyes kept darting toward Lucian, yet her fierce pride held her back, loudly repeating a single thought in her head:
