Kris frowned.
She wasn’t serious. There was no way.
His skin prickled at the thought of not trying. The implications that it would spread were enough to write out a sign. It was the bare minimum he could do.
“No class. Sorry. Prof. Kris”
Kris cringed at himself and the half azzed note but it had to be done. Wading around at the pool has been a flop both times. Sure, he could keep trying that but who knew if she’d quit. The thought of that one overly obsessive shewolf came up then.
Hell, he wouldn’t blame his mate if she left. The amount of gossip they pushed out was enough to nearly end his drive to be there too.
“Fvck it…” Kris muttered as he dashed out of the building.
[Kris]: What time is his class?
Kris shoved his phone back into his pocket after. The constant thud agains
