After that morning, everything seemed to settle back into place—at least on the surface.
School was about to begin, and the halls were filled once more with the usual chatter, squeaking shoes, and the dull murmur of sleepy students dragging themselves to class. But something had shifted. The moment I stepped through the school gates, the change in atmosphere was undeniable.
No one dared bully me again.
Whispers still followed me wherever I went, but gone were the days of sneers, tripping feet, and cruel jokes muttered under breath. The second everyone found out I was Damian’s mate, their petty cruelty vanished as quickly as it had arrived. It was as if the fear of him lingered in the air, shadowing my every step.
But just because they no longer dared to touch me didn’t mean they accep
