Chapter 19 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

“Or maybe he’s exactly the type,” Val said in return. “We could change his mind and make him see that having a mate would make him stronger!”

I didn’t deserve to have to convince someone to love me; it should be effortless. I wanted the kind of story that my father and mother had. That my uncle Blake and aunt Sophie had. That my grandparent’s had.

I wasn’t going to get that kind of story from Enzo if all he cared about was power. He might not be exactly like his father, but he was still after the same goals. He wanted power and success; I couldn’t blame him for that. It’s his ambitions and I admired that he knew what he wanted; that much was clear.

But it made me wonder how much room was there in his life to take on a romantic relationship.

That wasn’t the kind of relationship I wanted.

If he was so against mates, why hasn’t he rejected me yet?

I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

I also didn’t want somebody who thinks that it was okay to lock me inside the packhouse whenever they want. I wasn’t the kind of girl who enjoyed staying inside for hours at a time. I was an explorer; I loved traveling, seeing new things, and going to different places.

The outside world had never scared me. I learned to defend myself for a reason.

Like right now, for example, I was staying inside this room that once belonged to my grandmother, in a pack that my grandparents and my mother once belonged to, and I haven’t even gone exploring the pack to find out more information about my family. It was my right to see where my family had come from.

I wasn’t going to get an opportunity like this often and I needed to make the most of it.

I sat up in bed, staring outside the bay window with a frown. It was the perfect view of the ocean; I’d never even seen the ocean before. Elysium was on the other side, which was facing the opposite direction of the ocean.

I went toward the bay window and pushed it open; I could already smell the salt from the water and it was the most soothing thing in the world. It reminded me of that place in my mind’s eye where I saw my wolf for the first time. I wanted to feel the sand beneath my toes and feel the cold waters.

I’m sure Enzo wouldn’t miss me if I was gone for only a little while; he probably wouldn’t even notice.

I stared over the ledge of the window; I was on the second floor.  I could climb down easily if I had a good footing on the ledge.

I swung my legs over the window and grabbed the ledge that sat on the outside of the building. There were a couple more ledges going down that I could land on.

I ended up making it to the ground quickly and easily. I stared up at my opened window, satisfied that I got out undetected.

It was dark, so the shadows would surely keep me hidden.

It didn’t take long to get to the ocean; I allowed my feet to get buried in the warm and pink sand. It felt nice and unfamiliar. I took in a steady breath as the cold breeze washed through my features. The water wasn’t as cold as I expected, but it still felt nice as I buried my toes.

I smiled up at the moon, thanking the moon goddess for blessing me with this opportunity.

The closest I had ever gotten to the beach was the big pond in Higala. It was near the school, so on nice days the students would go and enjoy some beach fun.

I’m not sure how long I stayed at the beach. It almost seemed as if life was standing still. I could have been here for a couple of minutes, or I could have been here for a couple of hours. Either way, I was enjoying everything life had to offer and I wasn’t sorry about it.

But still, I couldn’t help but think about Enzo as well.

“If he doesn’t want a mate, would he soon reject us?” I found myself asking.

“He could…” Val admitted, sadness clear in her tone. “He’s an Alpha though, he would have to be the one to reject us.”

I knew that already. I wouldn’t be able to reject him. I’ve heard that being rejected was the most painful thing a wolf can experience. It’s worse than normal heartbreak; thankfully, I wasn’t marked by him, so the rejection should be a quick process.

“What do you think he’s waiting for?” I asked.

“I think maybe he doesn’t want to reject us,” Val said, hope now lingering behind her words. “Perhaps we make him curious.”

I wasn’t sure if that was enough.

If he rejected me, would I get a new mate? Or would I be doomed to spend the rest of eternity alone?

I wish I knew for sure what was going to happen.

I wanted to ask more questions, but I heard screaming coming from the direction of the town, making me sit up quickly and look wildly around. The screams pierced through the night; it was a woman and it sounded as if she was in pain.

I stood quickly to my feet when I heard her frantic words.

“Stop it! Let me go, you assholes!!”

Layla’s POV

My feet were working in overdrive; as soon as I heard her plead for help, I knew I needed to get there as soon as I could.

The town wasn’t far from the beach; I climbed over the fence that separated the beach from the rest of the town and made my way through the dark streets only lit by a couple of street lights. It was late, so there weren’t many cars on the road, but I had to pause for a moment for a car to pass before quickly crossing the street.

I picked up speed as her screaming grew louder.

“Please, stop!! I did nothing wrong. You can take what you need, but please leave me alone!!”

She was sobbing as she pleaded those words. I couldn’t hear what her attackers were saying, their tones were deep and mushed into one low sound.

I did hear some laughing though.

Whatever they were doing to her, they were enjoying themselves.

Her pleading was now drowned out by the sounds of her crying.

As I rounded one of the corners in the town, leading to a dark alley, I saw about 4 men, wearing black sweatshirts with hoods over their heads. One guy was crouched on the ground, rummaging through the woman’s purse and the other 3 were pressing her against the wall.

She was completely naked; her clothing was ripped to shreds around her feet. She looked young, maybe in her early twenties. Her entire body was trembling, and she was sobbing as her attackers groped and taunted her.

“Hey!” I shouted to them, clenching my fists as fury rose through me.

The guy rummaging through the purse looked up at me; his eyes were dark and sent a shiver throughout my body, but I kept my stance, keeping my eyes locked on his.

“That isn’t yours,” I said through my teeth. I glanced at the others who were now looking in my direction as the girl remained pressed against the wall, trembling, and sobbing uncontrollably. “Get away from that woman,” I growled.

They looked at one another briefly before bursting into laughter.

“Mind your own business, girlie,” one of them said.

“Maybe she wants a little action too,” another said with a roar of laughter.

“Take your hands off her,” I said, my tone remaining even and firm.

I knew I could take them all if I had to; I was hoping it wouldn’t resort to that though.

“Seems we made her mad…” I heard one of them say as he continued to laugh. “This could be fun.”

They had now released the woman and were facing my direction entirely. I noticed there was a backpack leaning against the wall; I’m assuming it belonged to one of them. Only their eyes were visible; they wore dark masks, along with their hoods, so I couldn’t see their faces.

“Why are you attacking an innocent woman?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at them. “What has she done to deserve such treatment?”

“You have no idea whom you are dealing with,” one of them hissed, his tone darkening. Their laughter had faded and now all there was left was a dark aura.

“Maybe we should show her what we are made of,” another said, a gleam of humor sparkling in his dark gaze.

As they neared, I could smell the whisky on their breath.

Who were these assholes?

One of the men grabbed onto my arm and pulled me into his tight embrace. I didn’t fight him; at least not yet. I wanted them to think I was weak. I wanted them to think they had a chance.

I felt his cold fingers tracing down my spine until he was only inches from my butt. Another guy pressed himself into my backside, I could feel his hardness pressing into my lower leg as he wrapped his arms around my waist, keeping me in place.

They think they have me right where they want me.

“Let’s get these clothes off you,” the guy behind me whispered into my ear.

I drove my elbow into his stomach, making him gasp for breath. Simultaneously, I kicked my foot and rammed the guy in front of me in his crotch making him buckle over in pain.

I grabbed the guy who was behind me from his arms and did a back flip over his entire body until I was behind him completely. I stuck my fists up as the others realized what was happening.

I was ready to fight.

…

Enzo’s POV

Street rats tend to hang out in dark areas, such as alleys. They were easier to find at night because that’s when they came out the most. Luckily, the sun had set a while ago.

“Please… someone help…!” I heard the cries of a woman coming from downtown.

I shifted into my wolf form, allowing Max full control and we sprinted toward the town.

She continued to cry, but it was being drowned out by laughter and taunting. As I got closer, I smelled the scent of honeysuckle and then the scent of blood.

“Our mate…” Max breathed.

---