I froze when I spotted Rhys Knight on the bus. Of all people, why him? Our eyes locked for a brief, tense moment before I quickly looked away, scanning for an empty seat as far from him as possible.
Relief washed over me when I spotted one near the front. I hurried toward it, keeping my gaze fixed straight ahead as if I hadn't seen him at all. The last thing I needed this morning was another confrontation with the Alpha heir after last night's disaster.
Just as I settled into my seat, I noticed a guy about my age walking down the aisle with clear intention. He had sandy blonde hair and a friendly smile that seemed genuine. I vaguely recognized him from one of my classes at Wolf Moon Academy.
"Hey, is this seat taken?" he asked, gesturing to the empty space beside me.
Before I could answer, a large figure materialized beside him. Rhys.
"Actually," Rhys said, his voice deceptively pleasant despite the murderous look in his eyes, "I was just about to sit there."
