SERAPHINA’S POV
I don’t know how long I stand there staring at his features, but its long enough for his smile to slowly turn nervous.
“Yeah… Hi.” He finally responds.
I shake myself out of the daze, reminding myself that he is still is a wolf like everyone else in this school, no matter how gorgeous or attractive he is.
Their appearance could only be to lure in more prey, a prime example of that is the devil himself, Artemis.
“Yeah, uhm… you gave me this handkerchief?” I pull out the piece of material with the initials, raising it up to his face.
He nods, not needing to identify it for himself to be sure.
“Yeah. I was surprised to see someone crying underneath the staircase so early in the day. I guess I was worried.” His silver eyes flicker under the light with those words that so
