Page 35 of The Wolf Prince

“And?”

“And he's hot.”

“Dora.”

“What? I'm mated, not blind.”

I point at her.

“I'm leaving.”

“Want me to ask Wulfy for his number?”

“Nope.”

“I’ll do it. You're welcome!”

I walk out before she can say anything else.

Besides, I have actual responsibilities.

Because, of course, I'm supervising mandatory outdoor recess for the freshman Shifters today.

Yes.

Mandatory recess.

Shifter teenagers require an obscene amount of physical activity if we expect them to sit still during class.

The younger they are, the worse it is.

Put twenty freshman Shifters in Alchemy without letting them burn off some energy first and you might as well hand them matches and lock them inside a fireworks factory.

Thankfully, I'm not the only faculty member assigned today. Unfortunately, the other one is Coach Williams.

“Maggie May!”

Oh, Goddess.

I close my eyes.

Maybe if I pretend I don't hear him he’ll go away?

Not bloody likely.

“Hello there, Maggie May! Looks like we have shared duties today!”

I turn. Coach Williams is crossing the athletic field toward me with a huge grin on his face.

He's in his late forties, twice divorced, and a Lion Shifter.

He's also objectively handsome.

Big.

Blond.

Broad.