CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
**OLIVER WEST**
'...What lessons?'
Kieran's voice was quiet in that dangerously familiar way that made my stomach curl with unease, and I felt him move closer until his chest was nearly touching my back.
Xander's posture straightened, but he met Kieran's gaze steadily. "Oliver and I have been assigned as study partners. We'll be meeting twice a week for tutoring sessions."
"Is that so?" Kieran's arms crossed over my shoulder, and I resisted the urge to squirm, and could practically feel the hostility radiating from him in waves.
I gazed at William, screaming for help with my gaze, but that leech relaxed against a locker, seeming to be having quite a time while my bones were threatening to melt.
"Mrs. Osborne's orders, I'll be helping Oliver with his overall grades," Xander said calmly.
I saw Kieran's jaw clenched from the corner of my eye "I can help him with his grades."
