Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
I was quiet for a moment as I allowed her question to settle in the air between us. I glanced at Brody who refused to meet my eyes and then I looked at Becca who was pale as a ghost. I knew she didn’t like this idea whatsoever; I also knew she wouldn’t be the only one.
I looked back at Prescott and squared my shoulders; trying to appear as confident as I could.
“If I’m honest, I’m not really sure if Sarah can be trusted. But I do trust Brody and if he thinks giving her a chance is a good idea, then I suppose no harm could come from it. If she oversteps, we can always kick her off the committee.”
Prescott was quiet for a moment as she thought about this and then she soon nodded; I felt Brody relaxing beside me.
“She can be part of the committee, but she won’t participate in any school events. Understood?”
Prescott said firmly, making us all nod immediately, even Becca.
“Thank you so much,”
Brody said, bowing his head in respect to her.
Before she left, she turned to me.
“Oh, that reminds me. I have a classroom for you,”
she said, giving me a fond smile.
She reached into her briefcase pulling out a small baggie with a bunch of little keys in them. She placed the baggie on the table and slid it toward me.
The baggie read: RM 210.
“You’re giving us an entire classroom?”
I asked, gawking at her.
She nodded.
“The student committee is going to need a real place to work,”
she answered. “You are in charge of maintaining it.”
“Thank you so much,”
I said, hardly able to contain my excitement.
Both Brody and Becca took a key from the baggie.
“When you get more members, send me the list so I can put it in my records,”
Headmaster Prescott said, giving me a wink before she turned and walked away.
“I can’t believe we get a whole classroom,”
I said, staring at the baggie with disbelief.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me we are adding Sarah to the committee,”
Becca said, narrowing her eyes at me. “Everybody else is not going to be happy.”
I felt myself sliding down my seat in defeat; I knew she was right. I’m not sure what I’m going to do.
Enzo’s POV
“You returned late last night,”
Alpha Jonathan said as he sipped his mug of coffee.
I almost forgot he was here; almost.
“I had things to deal with in my pack,”
I muttered, pouring myself a cup of coffee as well.
“I know that curfew doesn’t apply to faculty members, but you really should be leading by example,”
Alpha Jonathan said, narrowing his eyes at me.
I clutched the mug so tightly my knuckles were growing white. It was far too early to deal with this shit.
“When exactly are you leaving?”
I asked through my teeth; I was aware that I was sounding disrespectful. But I didn’t give a shit. I wanted him out of my house.
“Until I feel like leaving,”
Jonathan said in return. “They are starting to create my own house on campus. Once they start building, I’ll head back to my pack until it’s completed.”
“And why exactly do you need a house here?”
I asked, my tone going dry. “You don’t strike me as an educator.”
“As a matter of fact, I’m planning on starting a business course,”
Jonathan said simply. “Is that a problem, Alpha.”
Instead of answering, I muttered, “So, I guess you’ll be sticking around more.”
It wasn’t a question, but it made Jonathan scoff and chug the rest of his coffee.
“Don’t forget who owns this school, Alpha Enzo; and who signs your paycheck.”
On that note, he turned and went into the bathroom. I shook my head at him, not wanting to get into it or be out here when he returned from his shower. I went into my room and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. I purposely took my shirt off; I don’t wear a shirt when I jog, and I needed to go for a run.
“That guy pisses me off,”
Max muttered as finished dressing.
“Yeah, you and me both,”
I said in return. “I don’t like the idea of him being here all the time. Especially when Lila is here. I can’t really explain this odd feeling I have.”
“Let me loose and I’ll teach him a lesson he won’t forget,”
Max growled, but there was a bit of humor behind his words.
“Easy there, old wolf,”
I said to him, not able to hold back my laugh. “Something is telling me that’s probably a bad idea.”
“You’re no fun,”
he whined.
I left the house and instantly started to run down the path that connected the faculty neighborhood with the rest of the campus. It was still early, so I knew most students were still sleeping. The campus was very quiet as I ran my normal course.
The cool breeze that hit my skin felt good as I grew warm from the cardio. As I ran past the dorms, the scent of honeysuckle filled my nose, easing every single one of my tensions and realizing my body. The scent was mouthwatering and incredible.
“Our mate,”
Max breathed as he took in the glorious scent.
She was in the dorm, sleeping. I could feel her resting, but I could also feel her anxieties. She was worried about something, which made me worried as well.
“We should go to her; she needs us,”
Max complained.
“We can’t. We’d get caught,”
I reminded him.
“It’s not fair. Not being able to be with our mate.”
I knew he was right; I found it unfair as well, but there wasn’t much I could do about it. It was either this, or I returned to my pack and not be around her at all. It was torture being away from her. At least now I get to smell her amazing scent and feel her nearby. I can be here if she needs me to protect her from any danger. I know where she is all the time, and I can steal kisses in private.
Before, I couldn’t do any of that.
Once she graduates from the school, I’ll be able to make her my wife and Luna of my pack. She was going to make a wonderful Luna.
Her scent stayed with me even when I was no longer near the dormitory. I have been running for about 15 minutes and I wasn’t even close to being winded yet. Usually, in the mornings, I run several laps around the campus. Even once I get winded, I tend to push myself until my legs no longer want to work.
When I neared the academic center, I got a strange scent of rotting flesh that made my stomach clench and my body shutter. It made me freeze in my tracks and give the air a long and steady whiff, which in return made me gag.
“What the fuck is that?!”