Chapter 93

I swallowed the lump in my throat, looking down at Kylan’s hand in mine as we walked through the academy, making our official debut as mates.

The halls of Starlight were filled with whispers, curious and shocked gazes—but mostly judgmental.

There wasn’t a single person who didn’t stare, and it almost felt as if the entire school had been waiting for this very moment.

If it wasn’t obvious by the stares, it was obvious by the clear path they had instantly created for us.

Kylan, however, didn’t seem fazed at all. His expression was calm and collected, as if this was just another ordinary day—while I could barely breathe.

I hated attention.

“You look like you’re about to shit yourself,” he whispered, his voice low enough that only I could hear.

A nervous chuckle escaped from my lips. “It’s probably because I am,” I sang softly, not knowing where to look.

Kylan smirked faintly. “Maybe try looking a bit more natural, and a bit less lik