AMALTHEA'S POV

"Amalthea, is something wrong? Is it because of what I said on the bus?" Augustus asked as he held my hand, and I smiled at him.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Augustus. What is it?" I asked as the other Lycan guards walked past us.

"Don't do it," He said after a pause, and I squinted my brows.

"Do what?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"Fake that smile. Don't fake your smile when you are with me. I want you to be how you are when it comes to me. I don't care if you have to maintain some kind of strong facade in front of...