Forty Five

Raven

My eyes remained fixed on my phone screen, the soft glow illuminating my face in the dark room.

For starters, I couldn't believe his dad was cool with our relationship. Something in me suspected that he was lying because why would his dad ever accept a Lycan in the first place?

I ran a hand through my hair and groaned loudly, not knowing what to think. Most of my roommates were asleep, their snores filling the air.

My forbidden love for Vlad had its consequences. He was more carefree than me, and if his dad truly accepted me, then it meant that the problem was not from the vampires but from us, the Lycans.

I read Vlad's text again, relieved that he hadn't called, but also knowing that he must be wondering why I kept him on hold.

Vivid scenarios played out in my mind, imagining my dad's voice booming with disapproval and his eyes widening with disgust.

"I'm so disappointed in you," I imagined him saying. The thought of getting judged and facing another scandal was unbea