The Alpha's Daughter(On HOLD) - MBS Book 1

Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

Tori's pov

My teacher is a vampire! I so wanted to just step down there and rip his fucking head off, a small part of me was also begging me to just kiss his sorry ass, which made me come to a full stop.

I wanted to do what to the filthy blood sucker? It must have been left over thought when I was checking him out earlier. he might be hot, like really hot, but he was still a vampire. A filth bloodsucker and that made him my enemy.

I switched my scent in seconds and took it low key. Meaning if he was trained to know werewolves rank by scent he was a noble, a warrior, or a man for hire - like the ones working for my brother- he would smell me as a low pack member. If he wasn't I would smell like any other human.

I sat in class looking through the pack members minds, why didn't they care about the vamp teacher? Did they not know? Then it clicked of course they didn't. I forgot about Mason's decision to keep it secret. I couldn't say against his way of ruling his pack, it was not my place. I was a guest.... More or less. But I could grill Chase the moment class ended. The thought made me smile.

"Miss Evans?"

"Miss Evans?!"

I turned my attention to the teacher, not realizing he had been talking to me. This fake name thing was getting annoying. I went under Victoria Evans here... probably shouldn't use my first name but Mason didn't think it would be a problem. I hoped time wouldn't prove him wrong.

"Yeah?"

"I asked you a question, care to answer it?"

I frowned. I hadn't heard the question. And from the way he was standing there all smug he knew that. He had singled me out knowing I wasn't able to answer. He wanted to humiliate me!

He stood there looking at me smug, raising a perfect brow. Well I thought, two can play this game...

Quickly I felty power enter his mind, hurrying to find the question fresh in his memory, I couldn't dig deeper without him knowing but this was child's play.

The question was about the text he just read. The name of the author and/or the type of text.