Zach POV

The sound of her drumming heartbeat assaults my ears.

I look at her face, and my heart skips as her eyes flash green and amber. She's a she-wolf ready to fight back if you touch her.

Wait... mismatched eye colors?

She blinks rapidly, and they return to normal. Then she quickly pulls her satchel higher over the shoulder - an innocent move that swiftly hides the birthmark. My gaze drifts back to the collar of the oversized T-shirt and lingers there several seconds too long.

When she hops down from the car, I recall my earlier resolve not to let anyone catch me staring at her. It's probably...