Hazel’s POV
“You f*****g reek of Nicholas,” Dimitri said the moment we met in the hallway. He raised one brow, his nose wrinkling in exaggerated disgust.
“Goddess, it’s like you were soaked in his special perfume. Must be nice.”
I playfully hit his shoulder. “Stop!”
He grinned, wiggling his brows. “So you guys are good now?”
I linked my arm with his as we started walking down the long corridor. “We’ll see,” I said simply.
The truth was, last night had been intense…sweet, passionate, and a little scary all at once. Nicholas and I had finally crossed a line we both wanted.
Dimitri’s expression turned serious. “About Benedicta Petterson…I now know where she’s hiding.”
I froze mid-step, my heart slamming against my ribs. “Where is she?”
He looked like he didn’t want to say the next w
