Fractured by N.O Darling

Chapter 332

**Harper's POV**

The dining hall is not as busy this morning. I suspect it will get more crowded as students wake up, but for now it's manageable.

We join the small queue together and I'm already missing my dad's famous pancakes that he would make almost every morning for the whole family.

Dillon stands in front of me, and Archie is at my back. Both of them keep checking

on me. Asking if I'm okay and offering small touches. I love how attentive they are, but I so wish they didn't feel the need to be this way. I shouldn't be so on edge. This is where I'm supposed to be. There's noth

"What has four fingers and a thumb, but isn't your hand?" A voice says, and I turn to see Finley has joined the queue behind Archie and is leaning around him to look at me expectantly.

"Huh..." I frown at him. Is this a riddle? Or is he messing with me?

"My hand," he grins, holding said hand out towards me.

"Cut it out, Finn. She is not your next target to wind up," Dillon says, batting Finley's hand away from me. Finley holds his hands up in surrender. "Woah, chill out, dude. I was just being friendly."

"Well, go be friendly to someone else and leave my bond alone."

"Some is grumpy this morning. Shouldn't you be all full of joy whilst basking in your post coital bliss?" Finley grins and I feel a blush rise on my cheeks.

Dillon warns in a low

did you? Why not? Couldn't you get it up or something? Because damn, if she was my bond, there'd be no stopping me. Do you

"What my bond

of your business. Now please either go away

and get down to

heat. Is Finley right? Am I making my

find a buffet, including hot and cold food. Dillon and Archie load their plates with scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage. I

Dillon. There's a tension as we eat in silence and I hate that

up from my food to see Finley staring right at me. He grins when he sees I've noticed him, and then he puts

sliding another finger

and then I burst into laughter, because whilst he was busy trying to tease me, he didn't notice the stocky blond guy approaching him from his left.

Finley call the wolf chasing him yesterday Chase?" Archie asks, and I nod as I study

as he strides confidently towards the breakfast bar. His hair is golden blond. He has shaved the sides of his head short,

I can see him

watches where they wear leather and

about

Finley seems to have made

limits on a daily

something. I hope I'm not around when he implements whatever scheme he is concocting. "What class

both have