Chapter 53
Even if I wanted nothing to do with Froste now, he was still going out of his way to show he cared in some way.
As soon as I entered the house, I was hit with the sight of the TV displaying entertainment news. There were full images of me interacting with Askhan. The angle of the camera had made it look like there was something intimate going on between us.
The next clip was of Alan and Askhan arguing over me. I didn’t need to continue watching before I got what kind of image they were trying to push. They were probably trying to
make it look like some kind of love triangle. What a news that would be.
It felt frustrating when my eyes wouldn’t move away from the TV. I hated this. I didn’t want to be the center of discussion because of some peachy news that’s looking for clout.
It seemed my brothers had just noticed me standing there. The first to speak was Merhold
who walked up to me.
“Adella, welcome back.” He smiled. “How was your evening?”
I let out a sigh, pointing to the TV. “As you can see.”
They must have noticed the frustration bouncing of me. Sometimes it was hard to hide my emotions or pretend I wasn’t hurt when I was. He must have seen the look on my face. They were all watching.
Olavir’s gaze lingered on me for a while before he said. “Of course, it’s not like you’d expect something else from Askhan.”
“What?” I turned to him.
He continued, “As a child, Askhan would always be hostile towards anyone who came near you. It’s a surprise he didn’t bite Alan’s ear off.”
The laugh left my lips before I even realized it. The whole house was laughing as well at how funny Askhan protectiveness of me was.
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I could hear the sound of a car entering the house compound. Just then, Askhan walked in right on cue.
He had an unreadable expression on his face. I made my way to him immediately. His eyes. widened with a sense of urgency as he saw the expression I had on.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’ve seen the news, haven’t you?” I said to him.
He nodded. “Yes.”
“I want you to explain our relationship to them. I don’t want them thinking we’re lovers. We’re just friends and I want to keep it that way.”
Askhan thought hard on what I’d just said before he let out a sigh. “I honestly don’t care about anything they say.”
I cocked my head to the side. “You don’t?”
He shook his head. “Not at all. They’ll always find one lie or the other to push to the public. Anything for a steamy story.”
“So what do we do about this?” I asked him.
“I think it’s enough for us to know that we’re friends,” he continued, “It’s hard to completely gag the entertainment reporter. If you try to do anything too crazy, it’ll end up looking like you have something to hide.”
“Oh,” I processed what he just said, understanding dawning on me. he was right. I couldn’t just do anything rash as it would only backfire on me eventually. I had to be careful with how I approached the whole thing.
I turned back to the TV to see the cameras were now panned to a certain couple. Froste and
Agnrs.
They were being taken by the entertainment reporters. I could clearly hear what was being said by the reporter.
Apparently, he thinks that the two of them make such a good couple, and since they are two
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good Alphas of the werewolf kingdom, it would make their pack stronger if they were to get married.
Froste had an unreadable look in his eyes so I couldn’t even try to guess what he could possibly be thinking.
Agnrs was staring at him like he’d just brought down the sky for her. She had a soft look in her eyes as she watched him.
No doubt, they probably wanted everyone in the world to be lovers so they would have
endless material.
But none of that matters to me.
What matters is that I’m one step closer to my goal…
My gaze remained fixed on the paper in my hands. It was a letter, bearing the prestigious stamp of the Royal Academy. I’d officially received the qualification to become an Elder’s
student.
Before I even realized it, I let out a happy scream. Olavir who had been resting on a couch turned to me, an inquisitive look in his eyes.
He must have been a bit surprised by my scream but I was too overjoyed to even care. He raised an eyebrow, silently asking what was up.
I waved the paper at him, unable to fight back the grin that plastered itself on my face. “I’ve gotten the qualification to become a student of an Elder.”
Olavir’s eyes widened. He crossed the room in a flash and took the letter, scouring through it with his eyes. My other brothers had also crossed the room, all of them eager to see the
letter.
