Beastblood - The Lost Heir Part 4

Timeless, painted cinder block walls lined the lecture hall filled with fold-out stadium seating, currently packed with students. It was quiet as the professor jabbered on at the front of the class. I tried to pay attention, but it was growing increasingly difficult.

Not that the professor was boring.

I could feel the stares of my classmates. They bore into me with an almost physical presence created by the sheer number of them, but I ignored them as best as I could.

Frank chuckled to himself, some private joke in his head, before he all of a sudden was pressing his arm against mine, rubbing up against me.

I scowled, turning to face him which was beaming with amusement.

“What the heck do you think you are doing?” I whispered as Professor Turnball continued on with the lecture in Calc.

Frank gave me a flat stare in return. “I want whatever sort of mojo you have to rub off on me,” he hissed. “I’m not blind.” He nodded his head towards the rest of the room.

I sighed. The change in my notoriety among the paranormal was apparently enough that even Frank noticed. When I’d walked into class this semester, after being outed as the gold dragon, I’d immediately smelled all the paranormals in the class, and the room was packed. Far more than it had been the previous semester.

I’d pulled out my sunglasses so that I could shift and look around with my dragon eyes. Sure enough, the room was now stuffed with paranormals. And they weren’t even students I’d seen before. I had a feeling the school’s transfers had massively jumped this semester.

“Frank, there is no way that Maddie is going to let you have another girl,” I told my roommate. We’d had this conversation before; if he didn’t want to lose his dick for good, he needed to let the dream of Maddie accepting another woman go.

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