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Kassia started in her seat when she remembered that the professor was in Lyccan form, which meant no one would care even if they saw Kassia and the professor walking together today.

By the time the chauffeur opened the passenger door, Kassia was feeling light-hearted as she followed the professor out of the limousine.

“Heel,” she teased the professor.

Again, the wolf bared its fangs, and she laughed. They fell into step with each other, and when they were about to cross the college’s gates, she half-expected the guards on duty to stop them. Instead, they lowered their heads slightly.

A second later, she realized that the guards were actuallybowingto him.

Kassia’s eyes widened. “They know who you are?”

The wolf nodded.

She let out a gasp. “Are they like you?”

This time, he didn’t answer, didn’t even look at her. She was about to ask why when she saw that the couple walking hand in hand next to her were looking at her she was crazy.

Oh, right.

She had forgotten that as far as other people were concerned, she was talking to an ordinary dog.

When they entered the college’s compound, heads turned their way immediately. Students and teachers alike gazed at the professor’s wolf form in admiration, and halfway to her dorm building, other girls in her year had come forward, calling her name, leaving Kassia no choice but to slow down.

“Hey, Kassia. Is he yours?” Macy asked.

“Uh, y-yes?” Oh crap, why hadn’t she thought people would start asking about her wolf?

When the bubbly brunette, one of the most popular girls on campus, crouched down to ruffle the wolf’s head, Kassia was stunned at the way jealousy swamped her. She hated how the girls were crowded around the professor, and with them kneeling on the ground, the professor was at eye-level with everyone’s cleavage while they petted him and cooed at how marvelous his body was.

“Gosh, he’s sotame,” Cherry, a pretty blonde, gushed.

Kassia made herself nod while wondering waspishly how Cherry would react if she told the other girl thathewas a wolf, and not a dog.

Macy hugged the wolf to her, practically squashing its head against her breasts. “And sobig.”

Kassia did her best not to scowl. She knew Macy didn’t mean what Kassia was thinking, but couldn’t the other girl have chosen another word?

“I know what you mean,” the third girl, Aubrey, agreed, her tone wistful. “He’ssobig, it’s like you can ride him, you know?”

Kassia’s jaw dropped.What did Aubrey just say?She had a sudden vision of the girls riding the professor, in hishumanform, and that was it for her.

“Excuse me, sorry, excuse me, we have to go.” Pushing her way through the growing crowd of girls around the professor, Kassia told him firmly, “Let’s go, umm—-” Realizing she hadn’t thought to name the professor in his Lyccan form, she blurted out the first name that came to her. “Cock—-”

Everyone’s heads whipped towards her in shock.

“—-erel,” she finished lamely.

The professor growled at her, but she pretended not to hear it. When the other girls gave Kassia odd looks and asked her why she had named her dog after a chicken, she pretended not to hear that either.

Fixing the professor with a determined look, Kassia said very firmly, “Heel,Cockerel.” She could feel the professor’s gaze boring through her even as he moved past his adoring fans. A heartfelt sigh rose from the girls when they walked away. Startled at the sound, Kassia twisted around to look at him, and so did the professor.

The sighs turned into squeals of delight when they saw the wolf looking at them.

“Oh my God, did you see that?” Macy shrieked. “It’s like the dog knows we find it so cute.”

Aubrey looked fit to swoon. “Be still, my heart.”

When they were a good distance away, Kassia glared down at the professor. “Don’t get ahead of yourself—-”