Chapter 113

Michael was studying Ann’s eyes which seemed miles away. ‘I wonder what she has been up to with Paris? Did they sleep together?’ Michael wondered and considered drinking her blood. ‘I will just compel her to forget that I drank her blood afterward,’ Michael thought and wondered how he will get her alone. ‘I just have to know what I am up against,’ Michael thought. ‘Maybe I should compel her to not like Paris? Did the shaman say anything about compelling her or not?’ Michael thought.

“You seem miles away,” Michael jerked Ann out of her daydreaming.

“Just thinking about today and the first day of a new chapter,” Ann said, smiling and taking a sip of her coffee.

“Exiting, isn’t it?” Michael made small talk.

“Tell me. How did two freshmen get into a secret society before varsity even started?” Ann caught him off guard with her question.

“Well, you know,” Michael stumbled over his words.

“I don’t,” Ann said, frowning.

“I guess we both know the right people,” Michael chuckled uncomfortably.