Chapter 23. Mates Reunion

Aira’s POV

I sighed for the umpteenth time as I sat in the last bench of the class and jotted down the notes from the blackboard blindly.

“Ms Stone!” the professor of Dark History called out without even turning back as he continued writing at a furious pace as if he had a train to catch.

“Sir!” I replied back smartly as I clicked my heels together after standing up.

What? I was a well behaved child even if I was considered to be the wildest of the wild.

Mom always insisted that we behave ourselves out of the pack and respect our elders and no, our dear fathers did not come in that bracket. Tee hee.

“Stop sighing every now and then!! It feels like a buzz of a mosquito in the ear after every 30 seconds,” he gruffed.

He was right but I missed my mates so much!! I couldn’t bloody well control it!!

I wanted them so bad and I wanted their comforting scents to envelop me at all times.

I was an Alpha after all. I was deadly posse