Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
Brody’s breathing quickened and I could see the fury on his face. His wolf’s canines snapped multiple times before they finally dispersed back into Brody’s body and left his normal teeth in their place.
His breathing finally slowed, though I could hear his panting through his nose. His eyes were no longer glowing red, but back to their normal blues.
I sighed, relieved that Brody was returning to normal as I looked up at Alpha Jonathan.
“What is your plan to save her life?”
I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
“It’s not your business,”
he spat.
Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed Sarah by the wrist. She made a distressed and painful sound, which made Brody growl again. Thankfully, Enzo still had his hold on him.
“Let’s go,”
Jonathan ordered her as he pulled her along with him.
My father, who was now standing in front of the door with his arms crossed, stared at him for a long while, a deep frown placed on his face.
“You can’t keep me here, Alpha,”
Jonathan seethed, staring back at him.
After what felt like an eternity, my father finally stepped aside, allowing them to pass.
Once they were gone, Enzo finally released Brody who was laying limp on the ground, staring at the door.
Tears pooled in my eyes, and I rushed to him, touching his back gently. Enzo tensed when I made contact with Brody, but I ignored him. Brody needed me right now; I could feel his pain.
“It’s going to be okay,”
I whispered to him. “We will figure this out.”
He finally lifted his head and looked at me; I saw tears pooling in his eyes.
“She can’t die, Lila…”
he whispered hoarsely.
“And she won’t,”
I said firmly, and way more confidently than I felt. “We won’t let her die.”
He nodded as he sat up, leaning against the wall with his legs arched and his arms resting across his knees. He looked so defeated; my heart hurt for him.
I sat beside him, leaning my head against his shoulder.
“She’s not going to die…”
I repeated.
“What’s going on?”
I heard Becca coming in from the doorway with Luis and Kayla close behind her.
They were no longer crying, but they looked frightened.
“We just saw Alpha Jonathan yanking Sarah out of here. What happened?”
Kayla asked, breathlessly.
“Sarah is dying,”
I said the words as smoothly as I could, but they hurt me more than anything to say. “But we are going to fix it and save her,”
I made sure to add quickly.
“What do you mean she’s dying?”
Becca asked, sitting on the other side of Brody. “What happened?”
“It’s her abilities,”
I explained, looking between all of them. “She was cursed as an infant… every time she uses her powers, she gets weaker. Soon, it will be the cause of her death.”
Becca gasped at my words; Kay looked pale, and Luis just looked sad.
“How could a witch curse an infant?”
Brody asked his voice hoarse and unfamiliar sounding.
“That’s what I’m about to find out,”
my father said through his teeth. It was then that I realized just how pissed he looked. “I don’t think Alpha Jonathan is telling us the whole story.”
“What are you going to do?”
I asked, eyeing him carefully.
He turned away and started toward the door.
“I’ll be returning to the Nova pack for a few days,”
he said in a low voice. “I need to do some research and I need my people around.”
“Keep me updated, Alpha,”
Enzo said, staring after my father.
“I will,”
my father said in return.
On that note, he was gone.
….
None of us felt like eating after that.
Which was such a shame because Dee prepared such an incredible meal.
As we sat around the table, staring at all the food that the packhouse maids laid out, Dee stared at all our sunken faces with a frown.
“You still need to eat,”
she reminded us. “Strong Alphas and Lunas need food.”
“I’m not a Luna,”
Becca said, glancing briefly at Luis and then back at Dee, timidly.
“Nor am I,”
Kay said, giving Becca a small and reassuring smile.
“But you are ladies, are you not?”
Dee asked, a twinkle of love and admiration in her eyes. “Lady’s also need to eat.”
“I can’t…”
Brody said, quickly standing to his feet. “I need to speak with Sarah.”
“You can’t right now,”
I said, eyeing him carefully and worried that he would lose control again.
He met my eyes and I saw the struggle he was facing; it tore a hole in my heart.
“Then I guess I’ll go to bed,”
he muttered. He glanced at Dee and bowed his head slightly. “Thank you for the food, Miss Dee. I’m sorry I can’t eat it right now.”
He turned and left the room.
I looked at Enzo who was staring down at his plate with a frown; this certainly was not how I wanted this evening to go. I felt sick to my stomach.