She glanced at where he stood. He stood leaning on the door of a classroom cleansing directly at her making her look away in that instant.

She looked down.

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"Oh, well," the teacher awkwardly cleared his throat, "do you. . .uh . . Does Ms Quill attend sem classes as you, your highness?"

"No," he shook his head, "we were meeting and we lost track of time. If you would be so kind as to excuse her presence."

The teacher nodded hurriedly. " Yes, sir."

Adelen watched the exchange silently. He took her side and then disappeared back into the classroom. Somehow she felt longing for him more than before. It was in her heart and came to the surface and became a good throbbing.

"Should I escort you, Ms Quill?" The teacher asked with a small smile on his face and Adaline nodded.

Elizabeth smiled sheepishly when the teacher began to move in the complete opposite direction that they had come from. If this was not enough Adaline realised that when she would enter the class she would be the centre of attention.

The day was proceeding perfectly.

She was the centre of attention when she entered. Economics was not as hard as political science. She was still struggling to understand the few concepts that they were talking about.

During the entire duration of the class Adeline realised that she might have to begin from the very beginning and brush up on some new concepts which in this class would be considered beginners 101.

She once again closed the book as the teacher asked them to realise. There was nothing to revise when she did not even understand half of the topic.

Another topic she would have to take up with Mr Korr.

"How are you faring?" She asked Elizabeth.

"Bad," she groaned, "Usually people send their children to home tutors only. They come at home and teach topics relevant to the business that the child is heir to."

"Oh, I see." Adeline frowned slightly at the mentioned characteristic and turned to Elizabeth to ask, "what are you going to get into?"

Here she froze. She looked at Adeline's quizzical face before looking away. This was not good because she was technically here to help Adaline.

Her mate was the delta and she was technically Adeline's helping hand. She was going to be the one that would attend to Luna and solve matters at hand along with her. Now she was not sure if she was supposed to tell Adeline this because Dylan had told her about her recent anxiety attack and also how Adaline had tried to cut her wrist.

Both of the situations pointed to the fact that she should avoid telling any kind of information that might be done to her. Even though Elizabeth wanted to be the friend that would be honest with Adeline now was probably not the time and she did not want Adaline to have an episode.

"I . . Uh," she shrugged, "I would be assisting the king. I'm like a council person but for . . . economics and in general." She waved her hand around awkwardly trying to make Adeline understand what she was talking about. She felt like a fool and guilty.

Adeline nodded and sent a small smile her friend's way only making her feel more guilty than before.

Elizabeth peeked at her from the corner of her eyes. If anything she had never imagined Adeline to get into so much trouble and no matter how much she wanted to help she could not do much without the permission of the king and the queen mother.

She hated it.

"So," she smiled, "do you know that the food here is one of the best ever going to have."

Adeline's smile widened. There it was. "Really?" The foodie in adaline was coming out and Elizabeth felt like she somehow had the old Adeline back or at least a part of her.

She nodded. "After this is lunch and—" another single Bell rang out and they both grinned at each other. It was lunch time.

The students were much more sophisticated than back in High school. There were no more crowded hallways and as soon as they kept their books inside the bag that they carried they made their way to the cafeteria. Thankfully Elisabeth knew this time where to go. Her nose was following the scent of food.

"Your nose could not smell like an economics class?" Adeline grumbled out.

Elizabeth frowned, "I hope you realise that economics does not have a scent!"

They stood in line but before that kept their bags on a bench with two seats. Elizabeth had informed her that Wolves were usually territorial and if they kept their bags at a place that no one was going to touch them out of respect and understanding.

Adelen took a bowl of mangoes along with pizza with chicken and bacon pieces on it. It seemed fresh and too good to be true.

She was really doubting that it would taste the same as it looked like. No school gives such wonderful food.

"I'm so wrong," she moaned out after the first bite, "it is so good!"

Elizabeth snorted but then leaned in, "keep the moaning to yourself. We are horny bastards. You don't want anyone having bad dreams about you."

" Ew!" Adeline grimaced. "Why would you say that—"

The doors opened, cutting her off. They were the last people that were entering the cafeteria. It was Xavier and along with him but to more people along with Dylan that she remembered.

The other two are also his friends. So All of his friends were wolves and belonged to the supernatural community?

She could not help as a bitter thought came to her mind. She had lost her father and previous friend and then the last friends because she could not focus on anything but grieving. What had Xavier lost?

Sheet a perfect and pierced her mango as she took a bite of it. It was sweet and yummy.

She looked at the girl in front of her to be watching something behind her back. Adeline and turned around to see what it was only to see the boys sitting at the table behind them and in the far corner of the cafeteria.