(Greyson)
I was done waiting.
The next day dragged on. Philosophy class was a blur. I didn’t hear half of what the professor said, and I didn’t care. My leg kept bouncing, and I kept checking the clock. I wasn’t going to let another day go by with Christian pretending we didn’t exist.
He thought he could leave and that would be the end of it. But he was wrong. He could run across the whole damn world, and we’d still find him. Because we’re his mates. He didn’t get to walk away from that.
When class ended, I stood up so fast that my chair scraped the floor. Mason and Jaxon were waiting outside the lecture hall, already looking tense. Jaxon had his arms crossed, eyes scanning the crowd. Mason’s jaw was tight.
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t have to. We all knew what came next.
We found
