I was shocked into silence. All I could do was blink at the disgusting man in front of . How could such a pervert be in charge of kids? And the sickening truth was, I wasn’t that much older than the kids who went to school here.
But how should I handle this situation? If I ran out of here, they could get my car’s license plate and call the cops.
Principal Thompson and his receptionist waited for to say sothing. All I could think to do was stall for ti.
The creep’s hand was still on , and his fingers closed tightly around my wrist. His face lit up with glee.
“Good, you’ve made the right decision.” He began to pull toward his office. “Who knows, you might even enjoy yourself.”
He must have taken my hesitance as an agreent. I shouldn’t be surprised that a pervert didn’t understand how consent worked.
From her chair, his secretary laughed shrilly.
“I knew you’d agree to it,” she told mockingly.
I dug my feet into the carpet, but the principal’s hold on was strong. My pulse quickened, and my anxiety rose as he pulled on .
But before we could get anywhere, the door to the main office opened.
The three of us turned to see Gareth, his Beta, and a few of his guards enter the room.
My heart sank to the floor in anguish. As if my situation couldn’t get any worse. Now I was dood. I had the worst luck. I couldn’t believe that the man whose wife I was currently impersonating just walked through the door. But this was his daughter’s school, after all. Maybe he had sohow heard about the parent-teacher conference.
Gareth imdiately spotted the principal’s hand wrapped around my wrist. The veins in his neck bulged, and his jaw clenched.
“What’s going on?” he snapped, his gray eyes zeroing in on Principal Thompson.
The secretary imdiately jumped to her feet. As she ran up to Gareth, she smoothed her short red hair into place and smiled widely.
“Alpha Gareth!” she practically purred. “How lovely to see you. Welco! Can I get you anything?”
Gareth’s eyes slid to her for only a fraction of a second.
“I wasn’t talking to you,” he said dismissively.
The secretary grew red with embarrassnt and mumbled sothing that sounded apologetic. Then she hung her head and returned to her seat.
Gareth looked back at the principal and dropped his steely gaze to the creep’s hand, still around my wrist.
Finally getting the hint, Principal Thompson let go of and awkwardly cleared his throat.
I winced as the blood started to flow back to my hand again. While glaring at Principal Thompson’s sheepish experience, I rubbed at the red mark he had left on , wishing that I could have just slapped him earlier.
What a creepy jerk.
Gareth’s guards surrounded , and as they approached, my heart slamd against my rib cage. If they knew I was pretending to be Gareth’s wife, they were definitely going to arrest !
Surprisingly, they didn’t handcuff my hands behind my back. They didn’t even touch . The man who seed like the head guard gestured for to walk forward until I was standing by Gareth’s side.
His warm presence cald my rapidly beating heart, and my anxiety decreased. But it was replaced with confusion. Wasn’t Gareth angry with ?
But all of the Lycan King’s rage seed to be directed at Principal Thompson. Gareth’s eyes were narrowed into slits as he glared at him, and the Alpha aura he was giving off almost knocked to my feet. It was so strong.
Principal Thompson swallowed nervously, then pointed an accusing finger at .
“You should be angry with that liar, Alpha Gareth!” he said with passion. “She was pretending to be your wife and Michelle’s mother. I was just about to punish her, and now that you’re here, you can take over.”
“It’s true,” the secretary confird. She had been sulking ever since Gareth’s dismissal, but at the chance to insult , she straightened in her chair. “I knew that she was a liar as soon as she stepped into the office. I could sll the deceit coming off of her just like that cheap perfu she’s wearing!”
Gareth’s hypnotic gaze swung to . But before his eyes t mine, I dropped my head and stared at the floor. The back of my neck burned with sha.
I couldn’t even look him in the eye after I pretended to be his wife. Why did I agree to this awful plan in the first place? I should’ve tried harder to convince Michelle to be honest with her dad. Then I wouldn’t be in this horrible ss.
Now, Gareth was going to fire as Michelle’s tutor—a job that had been perfect for . It paid well. It was flexible with my school hours, and, best of all, I enjoyed teaching Michelle.
Being fired wasn’t my only worry, though. Gareth could decide to take things a step further. He could throw into the sa prison as my dad for this cri. Then, I would have to watch as my father weakened before my eyes from those silver chains, and my mother would die without there to take care of her.
How could one bad decision cause this much pain?
“How could you treat my wife with such disrespect?” Gareth snapped.
The room froze for a mont. Did I imagine that just now? Gareth couldn’t have said that I was his wife... He couldn’t possibly go along with my plan. When I glanced up hopefully at him, Gareth was glaring at the principal then at the receptionist.
My heart lifted with hope. Could he actually be defending ?
“How dare you question her? Then, lay your hands on her. You left a bruise on her wrist!” Gareth pointed to the red mark the principal left on . “And you have the nerve to call her a liar?” He turned to the receptionist.
Their faces turned white with horror, and they began to stutter out excuses.
“B-but you’ve never dated anyone seriously... since y-your mate died.” The woman said, wringing her hands together nervously.
“Y-yes! That’s common knowledge,” Principal Thompson agreed, nodding. “We never heard of a new wife!”
Gareth cut off their words of denial with a cold stare. Then, he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling against his muscular body, enveloping in that cedar wood scent. I imdiately relaxed and had to resist the urge to nuzzle into his warm embrace.
“Jasmine is my wife,” Gareth said vehently, tightening his grip on my hip. “She’s Michelle’s mother, and she will be treated with the utmost respect. And you two owe her one hell of an apology,” he growled.
Goosebumps went down my arm, and my whole body felt warm.
I stared up at Gareth’s handso face, and my stomach swooped with a starling realization.
At that mont, I was wildly attracted to Gareth Laken.
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