Derek watched his little witch bite and loosen her teeth grip on her lips intermittently. She must be thinking on what had happened. He thought, rubbing his hand gently on the base of his neck. How would he explain this to her now?

Which lie would fit the description?

Looking around, he noticed that the male werewolves in and outside the class were gaping at her, and it annoyed him. He growled, as he found his beta and gamma also doing the same.

His growl drew the attention ...