Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
“So… that beauty, how is she living in that region. Being a Volana and all?”
John asked.
I was annoyed at his titling for Lila, and I stifled a snarl.
“Lila…”
I emphasized her name. “Is the daughter of one of the most powerful Alphas; Bastien of the Nova pack.”
“The leader of the Alpha committee, Alpha Bastien?”
Mike asked. “How did you snag his daughter?”
I glared at Alpha Mike, and I knew he could see the eyes of my wolf shining through the eyes of my human. I curled up my top lip and let a small growl escape, indicating that my wolf was on the verge of attack at any moment.
I could see the color draining from his face and he swallowed hard, sitting back in his chair to get that much further away from me.
“I’m with her as a favor to her father. I’m here to protect her. I’m her professor. Nothing more,”
I said through my teeth.
The forcefulness in my tone shut them all up and they went back to eating their food. John later changed to subject to some financial issues his pack was having and how they overcame it.
I stayed mainly quiet the rest of the time we ate our food and by the time it was time to leave, they were all trying to say goodbye.
I wanted nothing more to do with them; I had been agitated long enough and now it was time to return to the suite and try to relax for the evening.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 5 pm.
Lila’s art show ran until about 6 pm which meant she would be back soon. I made a mental note to pick her up from the gallery. Even though I just ate, she would probably be hungry and want some dinner or something.
“Good evening, Alpha Enzo. I hope you are enjoying your stay,”
the kind front desk clerk said from her desk, batting her long lashes.
“I am, thank you, Jewels,”
I said in return, reading the nametag on her blouse.
She chuckled and her face reddened.
“I see you are alone this evening. Want some company?”
She was flirting with me.
“I’m just going back to my room to get some rest,”
I told her, turning away.
“Oh… okay. Another time then?”
She called from behind me.
I didn’t bother answering her.
By the time I got back to the room, I changed out of my suit and tie and into something more casual. Lila would be getting out of work soon; she hadn’t mind-linked me which makes me wonder if maybe she texted or called my phone.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and glared at the screen to see her small name appearing before me.
It was a text.
“Running a little behind. Can you get me at 6:30?”
That was sent a couple of hours ago.
I sent back, “Dinner?”
I’m sure she’s a little busy at work and won’t respond right away.
I went over to the couch and sat; it felt like I sat on something.
I looked around the couch and, for a minute, I didn’t see anything. But it definitely felt like I sat on something unfamiliar; something that wasn’t the cushion that sat behind me.
I reached behind the cushion and pulled out a binder, frowning.
How did this get here?
“It has our mate’s scent all over it,”
Max breathed as he sniffed the air.
He was right; it smelled like honeysuckle.
I wondered if this binder was important and why she was hiding it behind the couch cushion.
Opening the binder, I scanned the pages.
“Scholarship?”
I said out loud to my wolf as we both took in what we were reading. “It’s a full Scholarship to the International Art Academy… for two years.”
Lila’s POV
My phone buzzed on my desk, and I glanced to see Enzo’s name scrolling across the top. I texted him earlier to tell him I was running a little behind this evening to come grab me at 6:30 instead of 6.
I hadn’t heard from him, but I assumed that was because he was busy At his Alpha lunch.
“Dinner?”
Was all the text message said.
What did that mean?
Was he asking me to dinner? Or asking if I wanted dinner? Was there a difference?
My stomach growled at the very thought of food; I hadn’t thought about food all day and I was starving. The Art show was still going on outside Cassidy Ann’s office door, but the number of guests was lessening.
Thank goodness, because I wasn’t sure how much of this, I could take tonight. I was starving.
“I could go for some burgers,”
I texted back.
I put my phone back on my desk and went to join the others in the art gallery.
Leroy was busy talking with a bunch of men in business suits and Cassidy-Ann was discussing some of her paintings with potential clients.
“Oh, Lila! There you are. This lovely woman wants to purchase ‘Whispers on a Beach,’”
Cassidy-Ann said, gesturing for the woman to follow me.
I grabbed Cassidy-Ann’s tablet and brought up her website and found her abstract painting of ‘Whispers on a Beach.’
It was honestly one of my favorite paintings too; I loved how she took something so simple and made it a whole story out of it with just one painting.
“It’ll look really beautiful in the living room,”
the woman went on to say just as I brought up the payment screen.
“That’ll be $250,”
I said waiting for her to hand me her credit card. “Once the payment processes, I’ll have you input your information and mailing address.”
“How soon do you think I can have the painting?”
“I just have to process it and then we can either do express mail, which will take 3 to 5 business days, or I can deliver it myself probably on Tuesday.”
“Can you deliver it to me?”
She asked, hopefulness in her tone. “I don’t always trust the mail. Especially with something like this.”
“Of course,”
I said, handing her the tablet so she can input her information.
Once everything was complete, she handed the tablet back to me and I handed her credit card back.
“I’ll give you a call once the package is processed and when I’m heading over on Tuesday,”
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