Bruce simply smiled ear to ear.
“She’s not that important, pal,” he chuckled.
“My space is,” Kris grumbled, his alpha coming to life just to allow the fight.
“Haha! He agreed!” Bruce smirked only to catch the attention of Mr. Andren.
“Only gifted students are allowed in here,” Mr. Andren’s message wounded the other student without delay.
“That’s no way to…”
“If you can’t respect my boundaries, Mr. Tucee, I’ll get each of my students and this classroom as a facility restraining order applied to your person.”
Kris could feel his face contort; his lips tightly coming together, puckering in response.
“That escalated quickly,” Kris chirped, lobbing his attention to Renee for her to add her thoughts.
Nothing came though, making him gape at her. What’s her deal?
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