Lilaâs POV
âSarah, what happened? Are you okay?â I asked, wrapping an arm around her to steady her.
âGet off me,â she muttered, trying to shove me away, but I was too strong, and she couldnât make me
budge.
âTell me what happened,â I said firmly.
âIt doesnât matter,â she muttered. âBut my father canât know about this.â
âSarah, you are bleeding blood. Something is seriously wrong,â I said, shaking my head. âWe need to.â
âNo!â She growled, and this time successfully shoving me away from her. âWe donât need to do
anything. This is just a thing I do. Iâll be fine in a few minutes. Just promise me you wonât say anything.â
I didnât want to promise something like that knowing that it could cost Sarahâs life. If something were to
happen to her and I knew about it, I could never live with myself.
âPromise me!â She growled, anger crossing through her eyes.
I nodded quickly.
âI promiseâ¦â I said in return.
She didnât say anything more, she stepped out of the closet and her entire demeanor changed. She
gasped and stared upward; her breath caught in her throat. I wondered what she was looking at, but I
realized it as soon as I stepped into the hallway and my eyes widened.
âI thought you were meeting me in the lounge,â I said, narrowing my eyes at Brody.
âI was⦠your food is with the others,â he said, his eyes never leaving Sarahâs. âIâm sorryâ¦I thought Iâ¦â
âWere you spying on us?â Sarah asked, coming back to her senses as she folded her arms across her
chest.
âNo,â he said quickly, running his hands to the back of his neck. âI was just walking by andâ¦â
âWhatever,â she muttered, shoving past him. âJust donât tell anyone.â
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He said nothing as she walked away; he watched her, almost longingly. I knew it was because his wolf
wanted to go after him.
My heart clenched painfully for him as he looked back at me and I saw the sorrow in his eyes.
âItâs hard⦠âhe whispered; I knew he was referring to his mate bond with Sarah.
I gave him a small smile.
âI knowâ¦â I breathed. âLetâs go eat.â
He nodded and we went together to the student lounge to join the others.
We ate and talked as a group and then shortly after we went our separate ways for our classes. I
thought about Sarah a lot today. I wondered if she was okay; if she went to the nurse or spoke to
anyone else about what had happened.
I still wasnât sure what had happened myself, but I had a nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I
wasnât sure what to think about it. I wasnât sure what I wanted to think about it.
At some point during the day, I was reminded that I had to tutor some students in the library later. I
couldnât bail on them and let them down, so I sent Rachel a text explaining that Iâd have to raincheck
our plans for discussing my election speech.
For most of the day, until my last class, I only saw Enzo once and it was only during passing. Our eyes
met from across the hallway; he was talking to a couple of different students, and it was obvious he
was
on his way to the arena because his shirt was already off and he was dripping in sweat.
The very sight of him made my heart flutter and my knees go weak.
He was so incredibly good-looking, and he was all mine.
He turned and our eyes met; I saw the smile in his eyes, but his face remained natural. I was suddenly
super embarrassed being caught checking him out and I quickly scurried down the hallway to my next
class. But I felt his eyes on the back of my head as I went.
My last class was with Shifting and Combat and I was super nervous about how this was going to go.
Sarah appeared to be back to her normal self when I saw her in the arena. She was still pale and
thinner
than usual, but she had no blood on her face, and it seemed like she put makeup on and brushed her
hair into a high ponytail to match the look of her other friends.
She was in the middle of talking about the latest gossip to even notice me walking into the room.
Which, I was beyond grateful for.
Becca waved me over to where she stood with her combat and shifting partner, Monica. I stood beside
them as the arena began to fill with eager students. Word had gotten around fast that Enzo was our
professor again and Xander was no more.
It was clear that nobody liked Xander, they just tolerated him.
Enzo stood in front of the class, looking around at everyone and I knew from deep in my soul that he
was trying hard not to look at me.
âIâm not entirely sure where Professor Xander had left off with your lessons, but I found his curriculum
so Iâm going to start at the very beginning of it as a review session. Then, we will get into more
advanced areas.â
Everyone agreed as Enzo started from the beginning and worked his way through Xanderâs curriculum.
Because I didnât have a partner, I was forced to be Enzoâs partner. Which wouldnât have been a bad
thing if I didnât crave him so much. It was hard being this close to him and not kissing him or being
passionate toward him.
I had to pretend he was just my professor.
Iâm sure it was difficult for him as well considering his wolf was very active.
I still couldnât shift into my wolf, so we mainly stuck with the combat portion of the class. He was a lot
gentler toward me than Xander was and part of me felt a bit angered by that. I didnât want him to go
easy on me because he was afraid of breaking me. I wanted him to be rough so I could really learn
how
to fight during any scenario.
There was a large part of me that knew I needed to learn.
Xander might have been tough and hurt me a lot, but at least he didnât hold back.
By the time class ended, everybody was covered in sweat. Enzo went to clean up the mess he left in
the
corner of the room, and I just thought about how much I missed seeing his stuff there as opposed to
Xanderâs.
âHey,â Becca said, draping an arm through mine and bringing my attention from Enzo to her.
I smiled at her knowing she was dragging me away before I started drooling.
âHey,â I chuckled as she pulled me toward the door.
âYou look like youâre about to lick him,â she laughed.
My face warmed but I laughed as well and together we left the arena without another look in Enzoâs
direction. Though, I knew he was looking at me and smiling just as I was smiling.
The students I agreed to tutor were already in the library when I entered. They had their textbooks and
notebooks opened in front of them and they looked unbelievably stressed. Many students here were
here because of scholarships. If they fail classes, they will lose their scholarships and get kicked out of
this school.
I was no different and neither were they.
Getting good grades was important, so we took our tests seriously.
We had a test in a couple of days that they were afraid of failing, but I promised that I would tutor them
and help them study.
All three of them looked relieved to see me as I joined them at their tables.
âWhat are we studying first?â I asked, staring at all their many textbooks. I thought I was only teaching
them werewolf history, but it seemed like they were having more trouble than I thought.
âWell, Iâm working on vocabulary,â one of the boys said, scratching his head with a scrunched-up look.
âI
canât seem to remember any of the words. They are hardâ¦â
I frowned and looked at his vocab book, scanning through the ones he had highlighted.
âIâm studying for the history exam,â the girl said, frowning down at her book.
âAnd Iâm doing my math homework,â the other boy said, but his page was blank.
âOkay, so hereâs what weâll do,â I said as I opened my backpack and rummaged through it.
I pulled out a small container of highlighters and handed the girl the yellow highlighter.
âYouâre going to highlight key phrases and important sentences in that history book. Read it carefully
before highlighting,â I instructed and did as I asked.
I pulled out a thing of flashcards and put it in front of the boy studying vocab.
âYouâre going to write one word on each flash card and on the back of the card youâre going to write
the definition,â I told him.
He nodded and took the flashcards to get to work.
âMeanwhile, Iâll help you with your math and then we can all study together,â I said as I leaned across
the table to look at the boyâs math book and worksheet.
It was basic geometry, which I found myself decent in. I actually took this same class last year so I
already kind of knew the answers without even doing the problem myself.
I felt a cold presence entering the library after about 30 minutes of working and then I heard her voice
behind me.
âEw, look at the bunch of nerds,â Sarah chuckled to her friends who stared at us with disgust. âLike
shouldnât you be preparing for the election youâre going to close.â
I pressed my lips together firmly, knowing it was better if I said less. I looked at the boy who was doing
vocab, he kept his eyes buried in his book, obviously afraid of Sarah and her crew.
âRemember this word; Brusque,â I said, giving him a smile before glaring at Sarah. âIt means Rudely
abrupt or blunt in speech or manner.â
âIn other words⦠Sarah?â The girl asked.
I nodded, watching as Sarahâs face reddened.
âYou think youâre so smart⦠wellâ¦â she started to say but another, much deeper and more powerful
voice sounded from nearby.
âSarah⦠walkâ¦. Away,â he said through his clenched teeth.
Sarahâs face drained of any color as she turned and saw the man standing before her. Sarahâs faint
words made my heart fall into my stomach.
âDad?â