** NIGHT**

Morace strolled through the quiet arena, his hands tucked into his pockets. The dim lighting cast shadows around him, and he suspected most students were asleep, but he found it difficult to rest, prompting his late-night walk.

Suddenly, Elsa appeared in front of him. He attempted to sidestep her, but she wrapped her arms around him from behind. Morace pushed her away and turned to face her.

"What do you want this time?" he inquired.

"What are you talking about? I'm your mate; you should be with me, not her," she retorted sharply.

"The 'her' you’re so upset about hasn’t spoken to me all day!" Morace shouted in...