Chapter 197
Duke spoke with a tone of lingering fear.
Finished
If he hadn’t run into the injured Maddox earlier and rushed him to the healers, he would’ve been home by now–and wouldn’t have arrived just in time to stop Carmen from being harassed.
“You’re still a student at Ashmoor Academy. Do you have absolutely no sense of safety, walking around the streets alone this late?”
Carmen listened to his constant scolding with a cold expression. Her response was simple: “Thank you.”
Had she not known that Duke was close friends with Thoe Hale, she might’ve actually thought better of him.
But alas.
People flocked together for a reason. Anyone who could get along with someone like Theo Hale was no doubt just as untrustworthy.
Duke frowned. He wasn’t saying all of this to get a thank–you. He wanted her to understand that she shouldn’t be wandering alone at night. It wasn’t safe.
He opened his mouth to say more but paused when he caught her reflection in the rearview mirror. Carmen had turned her head, her gaze fixed calmly on the fleeting lights outside the car window, her demeanor as distant as frost.
The rest of the ride was silent.
Eventually, the car pulled up in front of Ashmoor University of Technology’s gates.
The campus entrance was deserted, bathed in the faint glow of the old streetlamps. The large iron gates were locked, and the light in the guard post was already out.
Duke let out a sharp breath. “Out.”
Carmen didn’t react to his attitude. She opened the car door without a word and walked straight toward the campus gates.
Only to find them tightly shut.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
She hadn’t realized she’d missed curfew.
Well then. Time to go home.
She turned and began walking down the road, her long shadow stretching behind her under the streetlights.
Duke remained seated in the car, watching her retreating figure with disbelief.
She’d rather walk all the way back alone than ask him for help?
He was angry–but more than that, worried.
It was already past eleven. What if she ran into trouble again?
Duke cursed under his breath, started the engine, and slowly pulled up beside her. He rolled down the window,
“Get in.”
Carmen kept walking “I don’t need your help.”
He slammed his hand on the horn. The sharp honk pierced the night air and startled her.
She turned, glaring. “Are you insane?!”
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