Mated to Two Bad Boy Alphas (Lia zane Blake) novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226 – Pop Quiz

–LIA’S POV–

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We lay in bed, tangled up under the covers, the glass ceiling above us giving a perfect view of the stars. I could see the moon too, bright yet gentle, casting a soft glow over Zane’s face.

He had one arm slung over his stomach, the other brushing against mine as we both stared up silently.

“I really died that night, you know,” he said softly, like he wasn’t sure if he should be saying it at all.

I turned to look at him.

“On the Blood Moon. I was gone, Lia. If you hadn’t screamed for me, begged me to wake up…” His voice cracked. “I wouldn’t have come back. I would have been stuck there for eternity. In that darkness, in that… void. We always believed that the Moon Goddess would come to guide us when we die. That she would bring her light, and lead us to paradise. But it didn’t happen. It was all a lie.”

I sat up instantly and pulled his head into my lap, threading my fingers through his hair as gently as I could.

“Don’t say that,” I whispered. My other hand rested against his cheek, stroking softly. “Don’t even think it, Zane. You’re here. You’re alive. Nothing happened.”

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“But it would have, if it weren’t for you.” He closed his eyes, leaning into my touch like it grounded him. “I owe you my life.”

I smiled, brushing a thumb over his brow. “No, you don’t. I owe you mine. You’ve saved me so many times I’ve lost count. If I never met you… if you weren’t my mate…” I released a shaking breath. “I’d still be that lonely nerd hiding in the shadows,

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convinced no one would ever choose me. You gave me purpose. You gave me love. It’s only because of you that I even found out who I really am. What I really am.”

He opened his eyes and looked up at me, but I didn’t let him say anything. I leaned down and kissed his forehead. Then his cheek. Then his nose. Then the corner of his mouth. His laughter rumbled through me like the gentlest thunder.

“You’re everything, Zane Adams,” I murmured. “You’ve always been everything.”

Then I placed a final kiss on his lips, closing my eyes and relishing in the taste of it.

Class was loud. Mostly because none of us were actually paying

attention.

Christy was doodling in her notebook. Aaron was twirling a pen like it was a dagger. Ajax was playing with his lighter. And Zane

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was doing that thing where he leaned back in his chair like he was at a café and not in school.

Then Mr. Baker walked in with a stack of papers and the room groaned in unison.

“Pop quiz!” he said, far too cheerfully.

Groans turned into audible complaints.

“Mr. Baker, come on!” Ajax said dramatically. “Pop quizzes are unconstitutional.”

Zane put on his signature charming smile. “You wouldn’t want to ruin the mood, sir.”

Mr. Baker didn’t even flinch. “Your mood isn’t part of the syllabus, Zane. We don’t care about anything but the syllabus.”

I scowled. I cared about Zane’s mood. More than anything else.

Papers were handed out, and my stomach sank. I glanced down at the questions and felt the blood drain from my face. What even was this? Had we ever been taught this? Was I even in the right class?

I looked around. Christy was frowning at her paper like it had offended her. Warner had just flipped his over and pushed it away. Zane was already trying to copy Ajax, who was clearly guessing every answer. Aaron and Sheila were staring at each

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“This is ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath, standing up. “Mr. Baker, we’re not ready for this. No one knows anything. Please, you have to cancel this quiz. It’ll ruin everyone’s grades.”

Mr. Baker paused and looked up at me. He blinked once, then sighed. “Alright. Pack it up.”

The room stilled.

I frowned. “What?”

He walked to the front and started collecting the papers again. “I said, pack it up. No quiz.”

The silence that followed was deafening. Then it slowly turned into whispers. Disbelief. Confusion. Even suspicion.

“He’s never done that before,” someone muttered behind me.

“He’s the only teacher who’s never played favourites,” another

added.

I sat back down slowly, heart pounding in my chest.

“At least it’s cancelled,” someone else heaved a sigh of relief.

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