Chapter 93:Did you have to be so beastly?

Chapter 93: 93:Did you have to be so beastly?

Nova opened her eyes and looked beside her. Seeing the empty space, she sighed softly and sat up in bed.

Anah materialized beside Nova, immediately noticing her sour mood. "It’s fine. It’s not as if he’s going to die out there. Cheer up," she said.

Nova stared at her and stood up. Just as she was about to head into the bathroom, her eyes fell on a folded note resting on the nightstand. She put on her glasses, picked up the paper, and read it silently.

"Wifey, I wanted to make you breakfast, but by the time you wake up, it would be cold. Rewarming it might ruin the taste, so I didn’t make it—Cassian will take care of that. Wifey, please miss me very much, okay? I will send you my free-time schedule as soon as I arrive. I love you very much."

Reading the note, a gentle, genuine smile spread across Nova’s lips. A small, ethereal safe box materialized in the palm of her hand. She carefully placed the letter inside, and then the box vanished into thin air.

"Finally in a good mood," Anah said.

"Yeah," Nova replied. She walked into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and drew a long, relaxing bath. Once she was done, she changed into her school uniform and walked back out, stopping to stare at Anah, who was now lounging on the bed as if she owned the place.

"Is there something else?" Nova asked.

"I’m hungry," Anah replied.

Nova rolled her eyes, but then seemed to recall something important. "Right. Where is Andrew?" she asked.

Anah waved her hand dismissively. "You will believe the coincidence, Andrew is currently in the exact same country Raymond is heading to," she replied.

Nova raised an eyebrow. "Which country?" she asked.

"Yemen," Anah replied.

"I see... what is he doing there?" Nova asked, her tone turning thoughtful.

"I don’t know. But if he and Raymond cross paths, you will have absolutely nothing to worry about. Andrew will definitely protect him at all costs," Anah assured her.

Nova nodded slowly. "They will definitely meet," she commented.

"You seem quite certain."

"Very certain," Nova replied.

Suddenly, a soft knock echoed from the door, followed by Alan’s voice.

"Snow, are you awake?"

Anah immediately vanished, leaving behind nothing but a faint, sparkling light that quickly faded into the air. Nova walked over and opened the door.

"I’m awake and ready," she said, offering him a breathtaking smile.

Alan blushed deeply the moment his eyes caught the fresh, dark hickey on Nova’s neck. He could feel his temperature rising instantly. Stepping forward, he pulled Nova into a tight, possessive hug.

"Let’s... let’s go eat and head to school, okay?" he whispered, his voice slightly strained.

Nova chuckled softly, gently patting his back. "Baby, are you sure we should just go downstairs to eat and then leave for school?" she asked seductively, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper.

Alan gulped heavily. He could feel his self-control slipping rapidly, his desire for her surging to the surface.

"Snow, we... we will be late for school," Alan whispered breathlessly. Yet, even as he spoke the words, he gripped Nova’s waist and began trailing hot, desperate kisses down her neck, his free hand already unbuttoning his own uniform.

Nova chuckled, draping her arms gracefully around his neck. She yielded entirely as he lifted her effortlessly, carrying her back toward the bed.

"I... I will try to be fast, okay?" Alan murmured. His breath was scorching hot, his face flushed a deep red. Before she could answer, he sealed her lips with his, deepening the kiss with raw, unchecked passion.

The tension in the room snapped, giving way to intense, primal heat. Soon, their clothes were discarded, and they were entirely lost in one another. Alan claimed her with a relentless, consuming rhythm, driving her to the edge until she was screaming his name repeatedly. The fiery passion consumed them, time losing all meaning as the hours slipped away in a blur of heated skin and breathless moans.

After what felt like an eternity, Alan and Nova lay tangled together, slick with sweat and breathing heavily. Alan pressed a tender kiss to her swollen lips and smiled warmly.

Nova stared back at him, her smile faltering into slight shock. "You haven’t calmed down at all," she commented, her eyes widening.

"Damn! I can roughly guess it’s already been several hours, yet he’s still fully aroused!" she screamed inwardly, utterly astounded by his stamina.

"I... I can’t help it," Alan murmured against her skin. He captured her lips in another demanding kiss, his rhythm starting up all over again. It wasn’t until a few more hours had passed that the storm finally broke, and he reached his climax.

"Snow... I... I will bathe you, okay?" he breathed, gently scooping her exhausted body into his arms and carrying her back to the bathroom to wash away the sweat of their marathon session.

Shortly after, completely refreshed and properly dressed in their uniforms once more, they made their way downstairs. Cassian was already seated at the dining table. The moment he saw Nova, he immediately walked up to greet her—only to stop dead in his tracks as his sharp eyes locked onto the fresh, undeniable hickeys scattered across her neck.

He shot a lethal, jealous glare at Alan, who awkwardly scratched the back of his head and avoided eye contact.

"Did you have to be so beastly?" Cassian demanded, gritting his teeth together.

"He wasn’t," Nova commented smoothly, defending Alan.

Cassian sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Fine. You should fill your stomach. I will drive you to school, alright?" he said. Nova nodded, taking her seat in the dining room to eat.

... The Academy ...

Alan and Nova stepped out of the luxurious vehicle. Nova waved Cassian goodbye before the luxurious car raced away from the curb. Instantly, Alan reached out and laced his fingers securely through hers.

"I will escort you to class," he said protectively.

Nova smiled up at him. "I can go by myself. You should head to your own class, I’m sure you have a lot to do," she said.

Alan fell silent for a moment, his gaze dropping back to her neck. He noticed the marks were already beginning to fade. "Snow... I didn’t hurt you, right?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine worry.

Nova smirked, a soft giggle escaping her lips. "What exactly are you thinking about now?" she teased.

"Nothing," Alan replied hastily, his face flushing crimson once more. "Then I will go to class first. I’ll bring you some snacks later!" he promised. Earning an affectionate nod from Nova, he turned and sprinted off toward his department.

Nova’s smile lingered as she turned and walked casually toward her own department. However, the exact moment her foot crossed the threshold of her classroom, the heavy, rowdy chatter was brutally cut short. The atmosphere instantly froze into absolute, suffocating silence.

Dozens of eyes snapped to Nova, wide and trembling with unmistakable fear. The tension in the air was so thick and oppressive it felt as if gravity had doubled in the room.

Nova raised a single, intimidating eyebrow. She swept a cold, calculated gaze over the paralyzed students until her eyes locked onto Rika. She stiffened entirely, freezing in place the second their eyes met.

"You certainly got discharged early," Nova murmured, her dark, chilling voice carrying easily through the dead-silent room. Ignoring the terrifying atmosphere she had just established, she strolled to her seat.

Just as she was about to sit down, an unfamiliar female student stepped sharply into the doorway.

"Who here is Nova?" the girl demanded, her eyes scanning the sea of petrified faces.

As one, the entire class slowly turned their heads toward Nova. Nova merely cast a bored, unimpressed gaze at the girl who had dared to interrupt her morning.

The girl met Nova’s eyes, swallowing hard before giving a stiff nod. "The principal is calling for you right now. You need to go and meet him," she instructed.

Nova simply nodded. Without a word of complaint or a single question, she stood back up and stepped out into the hallway, allowing the girl to lead her toward the principal’s office.