Chapter 117 Kelpie’s Dad
Alina made her way toward her classroom, humming quietly to herself as the morning light filtered in through the arched glass windows. Her steps were soft, her bag gently swinging by her side, and for a moment, everything felt peaceful.
But then—she paused.
Someone was standing near her classroom door.
No, wait—two someones.
She stopped in her tracks, blinking.
The first man was tall. Not just tall—broad-shouldered, towering, and built like a tidal wave carved into muscle. His skin was pale with a faint shimmer like moonlit water, and his long, dark-blue hair was tied back loosely, strands falling around his face like sea foam. His eyes were stormy grey, with flecks of silver like ripples on a deep ocean. His presence felt calm... but powerful. Like a quiet sea that could drown cities if angered.
Standing beside him, looking just as striking in his dark attire and calm expression, was Dante. His crimson eyes flickered with something unreadable, his horns catching the light like polished obsidian. His posture was perfect, hands folded neatly behind his back, his face unreadable yet quietly graceful.
Alina blinked again.
She hadn’t expected this much handsomeness before classes.
Dante looked over first and nodded.
"Miss Alina," he said calmly.
She quickly straightened her posture. "Good morning, sir," she said politely, offering a smile.