Chapter 183 The Fake Bond

• SERAPHINA
• Using a healer’s check-up as an excuse to rest, I managed to slip away long enough for a long, pleasant shower. By the time I dressed in my academy uniform and headed to the cafeteria, guilt nipped at me, Ronan was starving, and I had taken too long.
• Yet for some reason I felt as if someone was behind me. Still whenever I stopped to look back no one was there. Since I exited the dorm room, I had this feeling of being stalked. Pursing my lips, I looked straight ahead and resumed my walk. Was it my imagination?