~Elena~
I did not move.
Everyone else in the lecture hall started packing up like normal people. Notes. Bags. Coats. Phones. I was still frozen in my seat, thighs clenched together so hard it should’ve qualified as an isometric workout, while my brain kept glitching over and over on those six words.
“Meet me in my office.”
Like what?
WHAT?
I didn’t even hear him dismiss the class. I don’t remember what else he said. For all I know he could’ve assigned a 10,000-word essay on mating rituals and I would’ve nodded like a dumbass Omega with her mouth open. Because my soul? My soul had already LEFT my body. I think it packed a bag and ran into the woods.
“Elena.”
Zia’s voice was near my ear. But it felt like it was coming through a fog machine.
“Elena, babe. Are you hearing me?”
I blin
