Chapter 35 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

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“What are you really doing here?” I asked, curling my lips up in disgust.

“You don’t believe me? How else would I know to return here? Right when you bring that Volana around. How did you think I knew to be here, Enzo?”

I shouldn’t have been surprised; I knew bringing Layla around and being around her would put her in danger.

“I’m glad I did come back when I did. I didn’t realize how bad it was. You have Volana wolves coming out of your ass,” Bruce spat, shaking his long and narrow wolf head in disgust.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“There was a woman lurking around the rogue territory. She was older and didn’t look like a standard Volana. But she reeked like one.”

My mother.

“You were the one who beat her?” I asked, feeling a rise of anger in my chest, boiling across my features.

The smirk that Bruce had on his face was the answer I needed. Before he had the chance to say anything, I lunged.

He didn’t seem surprised by my attack; in fact, it was like he was expecting it.

He swung his claws out at me, only missing me by a hair. I was too fast for him. I growled loudly into the night sky, ripping at his throat with my large canines. The earth shook under the intensity of our weight.

I shoved him hard to the ground, ripping through his fur with my claws. He growled loudly, using his body weight to kick me off him.

I stumbled backward but managed to recover myself with ease.

“You’ve gone in deep,” Bruce hissed. “Your father would be disgusted with you.”

“Good thing I don’t care what my father thinks,” I said in return, lunging at him once again.

This time he cackled.

“You should; if you want to follow in his footsteps and be the best Alpha there is.”

“I will never be anything like my father,” I vowed loudly. “He isn’t a man I will ever look up to. As for you and your men… you are not welcome in my pack.”

“We’ll see about that,” Bruce hissed, swinging at me again.

This time he managed to connect with my wolf’s face. I tasted blood in my mouth but that wasn’t going to stop me from getting a few more whacks in.

I lunged again, knocking him to the ground. He winced in pain as my claws dug into his shoulder blade.

The more I stared into his dark eyes, the angrier I grew.

At that moment, I was thinking a lot about my mother. The pain she went through because of this asshole. The torment of the beating; the fear she must have felt. It was all because of this jerk.

I wanted to make him pay for all the damage he had done to her.

I wasn’t going to let him get away with this.

I growled, echoing through the forest as I ran my teeth down. I was only inches away from biting through his neck when I felt a sharp pain in my back, making its way to my stomach.

I screamed out in pain as the wind knocked from me.

I stumbled off him just as he started laughing and I realized quickly that he wasn’t alone. There was a man in his human form standing behind me.

My vision was starting to grow blurry. I stared down at my stomach and saw the pointed end of a dagger sticking out of it.

Somebody had stabbed me in the back and it was showing through my stomach. I poked the dagger with my fingertip and more pain jolted through my body. I screamed out as I fell to the ground. I realized quickly that I had shifted back into my human form, involuntarily.

I had been stabbed numerous times in the past, but it never hurt quite like this before.

What the hell?

Bruce and his friend stood before me, staring down at me with grinning faces before they took off through the forest.

“The dagger…” Max howled, trying to contain his own breath; he was growing weaker by the moment and his voice was getting more distant. “The dagger… It’s made of pure… silver…”

Layla’s POV

I woke up with a start, glancing around my dark dorm room.

It wasn’t like I had a bad dream or anything, but it certainly felt like I had.

A feeling like this had never happened before.

I glanced over at the clock, frowning that it was only 3 am. I glanced over at Rachel from across the room and saw that she was sleeping soundly in her bed.

My mother had left hours ago to return to Elysium, but I told her I would be going there over the weekend to work on practicing using my abilities. She told me as long as I keep calm, I can control them.

I thought maybe this was just my abilities resurfacing, so I took a deep breath.

It wasn’t until Val woke that I realized it wasn’t my abilities that were causing this feeling. Val’s words only confirmed my fears.

“It’s our mate,” she gasped. “Something is wrong!”

…

I don’t know how I knew where he was. I shifted into my wolf form and allowed Val to take me to the Calypso pack. We raced through the quiet streets until we were enclosed in the Calypso Forest.

His scent was all over the place and it was so intoxicating. I had to stop for a moment to gather my thoughts, but then I smelled the fresh scent of blood and I knew I didn’t have time to sit and think any longer.

My heart was racing so wildly, I thought it was going to jump out of my chest.

I heard the soft sounds of groaning as I continued through the forest. Val knew exactly where to go and then we stopped when we saw him.

Enzo was leaning against the tree, and it seemed the color in his face was draining before my eyes.

I realized that his shirt was covered in blood. Even as weak as he looked, he was ripping his shirt off his body, revealing the gaping and darkening wound on his stomach.

That’s when I saw the dagger sticking out of his back. With trembling fingers, he pulled the dagger out and screamed in pain.

The wound was giant and filled with so much blood, but I also saw that it was turning black around the edges.

My heart squeezed violently in my chest. I was completely frozen as I stared down at him.

I don’t think he had noticed me yet and if he had, he wasn’t paying me any attention. He was attempting to stop the bleeding with his ripped shirt but to no prevail.

The dagger clinked to the ground.

“It was a silver dagger…” Val whimpered painfully.

Silver daggers were terminal for wolves, even Alphas. Although, a normal would have been dead by now. Alphas were stronger though and could fight a little longer.

I thought back to earlier when my mother taught me a few abilities that I had. She said our powers were healing and we give off an energy that could heal the toughest wolf. I didn’t have a lot of practice with it, but I needed to try.

I finally found motion in my legs again and I moved closer to him.

His eyes finally landed on me, and his eyes narrowed.

“What are you doing here?” He asked in a pained voice.

He didn’t want me to see him like this and I couldn’t blame him.

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