Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
Max growled in disgust.
Before I could respond to my wolf, the door swung open and a girl I recognized as Lila’s roommate, Rachel, ran out of the academic center. Her face was pale as a ghost, and she was breathing heavily.
She froze when she saw me standing before her.
“Professor…”
she said, her voice trembling slightly.
“Hello, Rachel… is everything okay?”
I asked, trying to keep my tone calm.
“Yes,”
she said, a little too quickly. “I was just dropping off a late assignment before class started.”
“I see,”
I said, eyeing her carefully.
She normally had bright blue eyes, but her eyes seemed to be dark. Like the darkest part of the ocean, something was off about her.
“Rachel, do you smell that?”
I asked, still keeping my eyes on her.
Her body visibly tensed.
“I don’t smell anything, Professor,”
she said, running her fingers through her hair. “But I need to go. I’ll see you later.”
I said nothing as she took off running toward the dormitory.
I stared at the academic center, the scent started to disappear and became less potent.
“That was strange…”
Max said, mimicking my thoughts.
I shook my head of any thoughts and continued my run.
On Tuesday my classes started early. I had shifting and combat 101, at 9 am and another one at 10 am.
Then I had shifting and combat 102 at 2 pm, and another one, which was Lila’s class, at 3 pm.
I had a later class at 6 pm which was my advanced shifting and combat class.
Tuesdays and Thursdays were typically my busy days; on Mondays and Wednesdays, I only had 2 classes, one at 10 am and the other at 3 pm. On Fridays, I only had one class, which was advanced and was held at 11 am.
I will say, out of all my students, Lila was probably the best one at combat and I’m not just saying that because she’s, my mate. She spent most of her life training with her father and the best gamma warriors in our nation. It’s not surprising that she excels in combat and I’m proud to be taking her training even further.
I hated to admit it, but she seemed to have gotten fiercer and stronger since we trained last year. Which means her training with Xander actually paid off a little bit. Even though he was poisoning her and abusing his power. The thought of him physically hurting her made me feel sick.
3 pm came slowly; I counted the hours before I’d be able to see Lila and touch her. Even if the touching was for the combat portion of our class. She walked into the arena wearing a tight tank top and a pair of yoga pants that left no mystery about her incredible body. Her outfit hugged every curve perfectly. She kept her dark curls tied up in a high ponytail and when she walked toward me, she had a bright smile on her face and her gorgeous eyes lit up with color.
She was vibrant and beautiful; the very sight of her made my wolf howl in delight and my heart raced in my chest.
“Good afternoon, Professor,”
she said as she walked past me to stand beside her friend, and roommate, Becca.
The way she said “Professor”
was teasingly and almost seductive. I had to stifle the growl that emerged from my throat.
I wanted to press her against the wall and have my way with her right then and there, but I couldn’t and that pissed me off.
The scent of honeysuckle filled my senses, making me forget about that rancid flesh scent I smelled outside the academic center earlier this morning. I made a mental note to ask Lila about her friend Rachel and see if she’s noticed anything strange about her.
There were about 20 students in this class, including Sarah who stood in the very back and looked incredibly awkward. I have a feeling she lost her support system and friends when everybody recovered the memories, she took from them. They also regained their free will, so they were no longer under her control.
I noticed some students giving her passive-aggressive and dirty looks, but she seemed to be paying them no attention. Even her combat partner was keeping her distance.
“Okay everybody; we are going to start today by doing two laps around the arena grounds outside,”
I told them, making my voice boom across the arena.
I motioned for them to exit out the door; sometimes I liked having class outside. It made it easier for the shifting portion of the class.
“Two laps in human form. Two laps in wolf form,”
I ordered. “Go!”
They all began to run out the door and make laps around the large field. Lila was the fastest; her form was perfect, and she hardly broke a sweat on the first lap. On the second lap, her cheeks grew pink and sweat beaded on her forehead and dripped down the nape of her neck.
She was the first to complete the first two laps and then she shifted into her glorious pure white wolf and her running grew almost as fast as lightning. Her wolf was huge, and her form was nearly perfect as well, making Max howl in delight.
The others soon shifted into wolf forms as well and also began running quickly, but certainly not as fast. I watched her with a sense of pride, and I made a mental note to show her just how proud of her I was later.
Something in the far distance caught my eye though and I narrowed my eyes in that direction. Standing off near the bleachers, I saw a girl sitting there, watching the group of wolves running. Her body seemed stiff as a statue and for a moment, I couldn’t tell who it was. But Max’s growing anxiety and unease felt like a repeat of this morning.
The girl slowly stood on the bleachers, and that’s when I realized who she was.
“It’s Rachel…”
Lila’s POV
“It feels so good to run!!!”
Val cooed excitedly after we completed our 4(th) and final lap.
By the time I shifted back into my human form, I was panting and breathless. I quickly ran to the side of the field and put my clothing back on. Most wolves were used to being naked around one another. It becomes second nature pretty quickly growing up because when we shift, we have to do it naked, or we will ruin our clothing.
Most packs have chests of clothing in the woods in case we have to shift in the woods, but we aren’t opposed to being naked around one another. However, that didn’t mean I wanted to stand around naked while waiting for my classmates to finish their laps.
Sarah was the next to finish the laps and went to fetch her clothing as well. I hadn’t spoken to her about joining the committee yet; I suppose I had to do that soon because our first meeting was only a few hours away and I’d like her to be a part of it.
Becca said she recruited one boy from her werewolf history class, Luis. I’ve seen him around campus, and I’ve often seen him studying with Becca in the library when they are about to take an exam. But I wouldn’t say I was super familiar with him. However, Becca said he wanted to join the committee and be a part of something important, and plus, we needed the members, so I wasn’t going to deny him.
Brody mentioned that there was someone on his football team, Matt, who might join as well. I guess I just had to wait and see if he showed up. But I knew Matt was a bear, but also very strong and pretty good at school as well. He was also a guy that all the girls went crazy over. He might be a good addition to the committee and bring it some popularity.
I was excited for our first meeting tonight; now I just had to hope that Sarah would join us. If not for us, then for Brody.
I already sent out a group text for those I knew were going to attend the meeting to meet us in room 210 of the academic center. I spent all morning planning out this meeting with Becca and we already have a few future projects lined up.
I wished that Rachel would have joined us to help us plan for tonight’s meeting, but she’s been acting strange lately and said she had something to do. But she never elaborates on what exactly she has to do.
Brushing the thought out of my head, I approached Sarah once she was fully dressed.
“Hey,”
I said, stepping beside her.
She was watching the other students run the rest of their laps and she glanced at me with a questionable frown.
“Look, you don’t have to pretend to be nice to me just because we are keeping each other’s secrets,”
she muttered, folding her arms across her chest.
“I’m not…”
I was about to say but then I stopped myself and took a steady deep breath. “I wanted to invite you to join the student committee.”
She raised her brows and looked like she was about to laugh in my face.
“Even if I wanted to join your stupid little club, I’m not allowed, remember? Grounded,”
she said, rolling her eyes and turning back to the other students who were just finishing their laps.
“Actually, you can,”
I said to her, turning her attention back to me. “I already talked to Headmaster Prescott and decided it might be good for you to learn to work as a team.”
“And work as a lesser version of you? No thanks,”
she scoffed.