#Chapter56

Aleera POV

The next morning, I awoke cold. Darius walked into the room and tossed some clothes at me.

“Get dressed and get to class,” he snapped.

I looked at the clothes on the bed and scrambled for them, snatching and chucking them on. Anything for the extra warmth they would provide. I was just thankful he wouldn’t make me go to class in my bra undies. Darius stood in the doorway, watching as I got changed.

He growled when I took too long, and I looked down at my feet, which were still bare. Great, back to no shoes again. At least I had pants and a blouse....