Chapter 46 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

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I had Megan, one of the smartest girls in our school and a fellow werewolf. Tayla, a girl that’s on the dance squad and loves all things parties, and Jackie, Tayla’s best friend, both are vampires. Chanel, head of the cheerleaders, Alex, a football jock, and Chanel’s boyfriend, both are bears. Then, Brody, a smart guy, and a pitcher on the school’s baseball team, is also a werewolf.

Despite the many different personalities and species, I was pleased with my small gathering of committee members, and I was ready to start planning this dance. It was nice that we could all get along. Typically, the vampire species wouldn’t get along with the rest of us and the bears were known to be weaker and isolate themselves. However, I didn’t want to discriminate on this committee; if they are a member of the academy, then they are welcome.

“What if we have everyone in the school sign a petition to get some support?” Megan suggested during our very first meeting. We held the meeting in the student lounge where we could be free to speak openly with one another.

“That’s a great idea,” I said, writing it down in my notebook. “We could get the support of our entire school. But now we need funding.”

“What about Sarah’s dad?” Tayla suggested with a shrug. “He funds everything else at this school.”

“I don’t think he’d give us money for a party though,” I said, frowning. Plus, I really didn’t want to go to him for money. I had my pride to think about.

“What about a bake sale?” Brody suggested.

I hadn’t thought about that; I was pleased with Brody’s participation, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“I love baking,” I said fondly. “And I know someone who can help cook a lot of yummy food.”

I thought of Dee at the Calypso pack. She would love to help me if I were to ask her.

“Megan, how about you start creating the petition forms; print enough out to cover everyone at this school and then some. Once you create the petitions, I’ll appoint a couple of you to go around the school and get as many signatures as you can. Meanwhile, I’m going to work on getting a bake sale set up. Within a couple of weeks, we should be able to have the best school dance ever.”

I clapped my hands together happily.

“Meeting is adjourned!”

They all started to grab their things and leave the student lounge, except for one.

Brody.

He stayed behind a little longer; his soft brown eyes watching me carefully as I stuffed my things into my backpack.

At first, I didn’t notice him. I was too busy trying to figure out how to approach Dee. I would probably need to speak to Enzo first, so he’s not blindsided.

We hadn’t talked since our moment in the bathroom and the memory made my face feel warm and my heartbeat quickly.

I paused when I noticed Brody was still there and he was watching me.

“Oh, I thought you had left,” I said, giving him a kind smile.

Brody was also very kind to me; I wouldn’t say he was my friend. In fact, he was more Scott’s friend than mine. But he was gentle and sweet. For someone who was a jock, he didn’t have a mean bone in his body, and he kept his grades up so he could stay on the team. He was a straight-A student and excels at almost everything he does.

I respect him for that.

“No,” Brody said, rubbing his hands behind his neck and glancing at the ground. “I actually wanted to talk to you.” He gave himself an awkward and nervous laugh.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?” I asked, raising my brows. “You aren’t changing your mind about the committee, are you?”

“No,” he said a little too quickly. “I like the committee very much.”

“Oh, good,” I breathed out in relief. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

He seemingly swallowed a lump in his throat as he stepped closer to me.

“The school dance,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on mine.

I stood frozen.

“Okay?” I urged him to continue.

“I was wondering… if maybe… you wanted to go with me to the school dance?” He finally got the words out of his mouth.  “As my date…”

Layla’s POV

Brody was asking me to the school dance?

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t taken by surprise. I honestly didn’t even think I was his type. I stared at him for a moment longer before speaking my answer.

“I would prefer to just go to the dance alone,” I told him.

I watched his face grow sad and he lowered his gaze to the ground.

“I see,” he breathed, clear disappointment in his tone.

Brody was incredibly smart, and he was also good-looking, I had to admit that. Any girl would be lucky to go with him to the dance, but I just wasn’t interested.

“I’m sorry I bothered you,” he said as he started to walk past me.

“You aren’t a bother, Brody,” I called after him. “I hope that we can remain friends and maybe even share a dance?”

He paused for a moment and glanced at me.

“You’d still dance with me?” He asked a ping of hope in his tone.

“Of course,” I answered.

He looked relieved by my answer and nodded.

“I’d like that,” he said as he turned away and left the student lounge.

…

Enzo was in the arena by himself, practicing his combat, when I entered. He was in the exact place I knew he’d be in and the first place I looked.

He paused his movements and he looked at me, narrowing his dark eyes in my direction.

“I wanted to ask you a question,” I said, swallowing the lump that had formed in my throat. He turned away and continued his combat, but it was clear to me that he was still listening. “I was put in charge of the student committee and—”

“The school doesn’t have a student committee,” he interrupted in a mutter.

“Well, it does now,” I said in return. “We are having a school dance and we need funding…”

“You want money from me?” He asked as he stopped his combatting to glare at me.

I was taken aback by the accusation and a little offended that he thought I would come to him for money. The nervous feeling had slipped away, and it was replaced with annoyance.

“I don’t want your money, professor,” I nearly spat at him. I spoke the word ‘professor’ like it was a bad taste on my tongue. “I want to know if you’d allow me to speak with Dee about having a bake sale. I’d like to raise the money for the dance.”

He stared around my face; for a moment, it looked like he felt guilty for his accusation, but that guilty look was gone, and he turned away to continue his practice.

“That’s fine.”

I smiled, even though he wasn’t looking at me so he couldn’t see that I was smiling. But I felt overjoyed by this. I decided to ask him for another favor while I was ahead of the game.

“We will need security at the dance as well. Know anyone who would like to be head of the security team and make sure we are all safe?” I asked, batting my eyes at him.

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