Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44: _ Mr. Fenrir

"Then she’ll be sorry," Liam said.

Sorry?

I shook my head. "They are never sorry for bullying me, Liam. None of them are."

I took his hand and never dropped it until we arrived at the school. The school was a two-storeyed building with a minimal compound range and closed doors.

Since we only taught teenage wolves here, our population was limited. As we entered the gates, a few students who were hurrying to their classrooms all greeted me.

"Good morning, Ms. Isleen!"

I could see the questions in their eyes probably from seeing me walk in hand in hand with Liam. I also saw how they awkwardly glanced at the boy. Everyone probably knew the story by now.

I and Liam went into the hallway which was a long corridor filled with ten doorways lining ether sides at regular intervals. Sunlight slanted through high windows at the far end, which illuminated the linoleum floor.

Across from the doorways were lockers that lined the walls. The staircase that led upstairs was tucked away discreetly at the opposite end. The class I teach was situated downstairs, so I scarcely went up unless I wanted to see the principal or go to the teacher’s office.

I stayed most of the time in class because we, the teachers taught a class each. The school had a total of seven classes.

From the first down to seventh grade which was usually the last. In seventh grade, a young wolf was expected to have their wolves fully awakened.

I taught the fourth-grade students, so in a few years, Liam should have fully matured into an adult wolf.

I and Liam walked through the hallway, and that was always the hardest part for me. We had a total of fourteen staff in the school excluding me and the principal. Eight were teachers, one a disciplinarian, and the rest, were workers.

None of the teachers were my friends except for Fenrir who was the only male. He wasn’t exactly a friend but someone who had been trying without results to get under my pants.

Imagine him hitting on someone who wasn’t his mate while he was already married to his own mate, and yet, they all judged me for dating Kylo.

The first teacher we encountered on our way was Mrs. Morrigan who was the queen of gossip in the school. Her crimson lipstick clashed violently with her otherwise drab cardigan. The bloody woman was a walking embodiment of gossip disguised as a concerned teacher. She had a son who happened to be in my class.

"Good morning, Mrs. Morrigan." I greeted them with my usual fake and rehearsed smile.

She barely cast me a glance as her old stilletos squeaked on the floor. "Morning, Isleen," she mumbled, her eyes flitting to Liam for a fleeting moment before darting away.

"Lovely day, isn’t it?" I asked, wondering when she would finally change this hairstyle she had one that made her look like a country pig.

She offered me a noncommittal shrug, her gaze returning to Liam. "Yes, well," her hand hovered on his hair, "tragic business about your brother, Liam. A terrible loss."

Liam mumbled a barely audible "thank you" and moved on like he didn’t give a shit about her and wouldn’t mind her knowing. freewebnøvel.coɱ

I stifled a smirk and scurried after him.

The next teacher was well...

The douchebag.

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