Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
Was she not going to say anything about it to me?
The thought infuriated me, but I wasn’t going to let it be shown on my face.
“Then, I’ll be leaving. But call if anything happens,” I ordered.
He nodded his head as I stood to my feet. Glancing at the door that Layla disappeared through, I waited a moment. A part of me thought she would come through that door, but after a long pause, I realized it was hopeless waiting.
I sighed and left the hospital.
…
I was dreading returning home. I knew Bethany was still there and the thought of seeing her at my packhouse left me feeling unsettled.
She’s been getting on my nerves a lot lately and I really didn’t want to deal with her. But I got a memo from the school board that they were shutting the school down for the week because of everything that has happened, and I didn’t have much of a choice but to return home to my pack.
I was their alpha after all.
Once I got there, I went straight to the kitchen. It was my only attempt to avoid Bethany and anyone else I didn’t feel like seeing right now.
I could use the advice of Dee right about now anyways.
She was always like a mother to me when my own mother couldn’t be around. Not that I blamed my mother… I blamed my father if anything.
“Enzo?” Dee said with a frown as I entered the kitchen. “I wasn’t expecting you home so soon. Why are you here?”
“There was an incident at the school; it got shut down for the week,” I told her as I sat at the counter.
She strolled over to me with wide and worried eyes.
“What kind of incident? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I answered. “There was a fire at a house and many students were at that house having a party they shouldn’t have been having.”
“Oh, my goddess!” Dee gasped. “Was anyone hurt?”
“A lot of students were injured, yes. The party host got the worst of it. He’s in critical condition at the hospital.”
“That poor boy…” Dee breathed, sitting down beside me. “That’s terrible. I’ll pray for him and hope that he makes a speedy recovery.”
She paused for a moment as she gazed over at me.
“And Layla?”
“What about her?” I asked a little too quickly.
Why would Dee be bringing Layla up all of a sudden?
“Was she there as well? Is she okay?” Dee asked.
“Yes, she was there. Mainly emotional damage. Not much physically,” I answered. I sounded a bit colder than I meant to, but I didn’t want to talk about Layla. At least, I don’t think I did.
“You wanted her advice for something… are you sure it wasn’t because you wanted her intake on Layla?” Max asked with a glimmer of humor in his tone.
I didn’t appreciate the tone, so I ignored him.
“She’s a strong girl. I’m sure she was a rockstar in that fire. Probably wanted to save everybody she could,” Dee said with a faint smile. “That’s the kind of girl she is.”
“How exactly do you know what kind of girl she is?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.
Dee shrugged.
“I’ve grown fond of her. We talk periodically. I get a good vibe from her, Enzo. You don’t feel that vibe too? You must consider you keep bringing her around.”
“I don’t keep bringing her around… she just keeps showing up,” I argued in return.
I’m not sure why I was being so stubborn about this. I wanted the subject to change.
“And you keep letting her,” Dee said with another shrug. “I’m just telling you what I’m seeing…”
She paused for a moment, and I could tell there was something more she wanted to say.
“We had a conversation the other day that she didn’t particularly like though…I worry that it’ll keep her from coming back.”
I stared over at Dee with an almost alarmed expression.
“What kind of conversation?”
“We were talking about Bethany…” Dee began, meeting my eyes. “I told her that Bethany might really be your mate…”
Bethany might be my what?!
Enzo’s POV
“Dee, you are mistaken,” I said, shaking my head with disgust all over my face. “Bethany is certainly not my mate and Layla shouldn’t be thinking such things.”
Dee stared up at me as I stood to my feet with alarmed eyes.
“I’m so sorry. I just thought—”
“You’ve been thinking wrong. Why did you think such a thing?” I asked, keeping my eyes locked on hers.
“Because Bethany mentioned it…”
“Bethany? She’s the one who told you that she’s, my mate?” I asked in disbelief.
“Yes,” Dee said nodding her head. “But she’s been using the fact that she’s your mate to get me to do her bidding. I wanted to be kind to her for your benefit… I had no idea she was lying to me.”
“She was,” I muttered. “Has she been cruel to you?”
“Nothing I can’t handle.”
“That’s not what I asked,” I said, narrowing my eyes.
“She’s been fine,” Dee answered, but I knew she was lying.
Bethany had crossed the line and now Layla was thinking that Bethany was my mate. She couldn’t have believed that right? Layla is my mate and Layla knows that.
Right?
…
Layla’s POV
I’m not sure what time it was when I fell asleep. Rachel was up for most of the night; I could hear her tossing and turning in her bed while I lay in the cot, the nurse was kind enough to get me.
I didn’t think I’d be able to sleep at all, but eventually, I found myself drifting off into a deep sleep and then I woke up the next morning with the faint sunlight peering through the window curtains on the far side of the room.
I sat up on the cot and looked around the room, groggily, for a moment before my eyes landed on the empty bed in front of me.
I gasped loudly as I scrambled to get to my feet.
Rachel wasn’t in bed.
Just before the panic started to set in, she walked into the room. She looked like she’s been crying for most of the night. She had her arms wrapped around her body, hugging herself tightly as tears fell from her red eyes.
Her hair was the most undone I have ever seen, and it wasn’t often that she didn’t wear makeup, but it seems she cried off all the makeup from yesterday.
My heart tugged painfully in my chest seeing her appearance and I wished there was more that I could do for her at that moment. But I knew there wasn’t.
I felt so helpless.
“He’s still stable… but they won’t let me see him,” she croaked, walking back to her bed.
“You should try to get some rest, Rachel,” I told her, walking with her to her bed. “School has been canceled for the week, so you can get plenty of rest.”
“I don’t think I can…” she said, sliding into bed and under the covers. “It just hurts too much…”
“I know it does… but there’s no use in stressing over things we can’t control,” I tell her, sitting down at her bedside. “Until we know for sure what’s going to happen, try not to think too much about it.”
“You shouldn’t have to stay here any longer with me…” Rachel breathed sadly, pressing her knees to her chest. “You’ve been here all night.”
“It’s not like I have much of anything to do right now,” I told her.
But just as I said those words, I remembered I start my job tonight and we were supposed to have the committee meeting today. Then again, the school was canceled for the week, so that would automatically cancel the meeting as well.
I decided to grab my phone anyways and sent a group message to the other members, just to let them know that the meeting was officially cancelled.
“I’ll be right back. I need to call Cassidy-Ann,” I say as I leave the room.
I brought Cassidy’s number up on my phone screen and waited with patience for her to answer.
“Hello, this is Cassidy-Ann,” she said cheerfully into the phone.
“Hi, Cassidy-Ann. This is Layla. How are you?”