Chapter 22

"Don't touch her." Liam warns, practically saying, she's not yours to touch. "She's my mate, I can if I want to." Like hell you can! I shout mentally and glare daggers into his skull. It's my body, and I should allow who gets to touch it. That's when I notice he called me his mate. My face suddenly masks horror and my eyes find Liam's. Weirdly, he laughs. And shakes his head at Adam. "Have you even questioned why I'm here? Wasting my time in this stupid school?" Liam questions and Adam's eyebrows furrowed. No. He hasn't. "I'm here to claim what's mine, dim wit." Still, Adam maintains a clueless expression. And I frantically search Liam's face. "Don't." I whisper, so lowly that I can barely hear myself. I know he hears me. But just like Adam, he ignores me. "What the hell are you talking about?" Adam asks, his voice is low and shaky. I can just see the wheels turning in Adam's head; He's slowly piecing everything together.