Livia sat in the back of her classroom, her notebook open in front of her, but her pen was motionless. Her gaze was fixed somewhere in the distance, her mind far away from the lesson. The last 24 hours felt like a whirlwind, an emotional storm she still couldn’t fully comprehend. She had found her mate, a werebear, of all things, and it felt both exhilarating and terrifying.
The bond between them was undeniable, but with it came the nagging fear that once Henry truly saw her for who she was, he might reject her. She wrestled with these doubts, replaying every moment in her mind, questioning if it had all been some fleeting dream.
“Livia?” the voice of her teacher startled her back into the present.
She blinked rapidly, her cheeks flushing as she tried to focus. “I’m sorry, could you rep
