Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
He grabbed my hair and yanked my head off the ground while keeping his knee dug into my back. Pain was instantly shooting through my body; Val was desperate to emerge and help me, but I kept pushing her further into my mind. If wasn’t allowed to use her and if I did, I’d get penalized.
Xander was a professor; he couldn’t seriously hurt me. I could handle this on my own; there was a lesson in here and I was going to learn it.
“Break free from me,”
he ordered in a lowly tone.
My body was trembling, but I used my hands to reach for his arm; I needed him to release my hair so I could have movement of the rest of my body. But just as I made contact with his arm, he applied even more pressure to my back, making it almost impossible to breathe.
I gasped out as more pain traveled around my body.
“You might be a Volana, but you are weak,”
he hissed against my ear. “Your instructors have gone easy on you in the past but that ends now.”
No.
My father didn’t go easy on me while training me growing up. But he also didn’t make it impossible for me to move my body while in combat.
“Break free from me, little wolf,”
Xander seethed, and I could hear the humor in his voice.
He was enjoying this; he enjoyed the fact that I was struggling against him.
He kept his hold on my arm so I wouldn’t try to grab him again. I clenched my teeth and pulled with all my strength out of his grasp. To my surprise, I was able to break free of his hold and went to grab at him again. But just as quickly as I broke free from him, he was able to grab my other arm and twist it, then pinned it behind my back like he was a police officer, and I was a criminal.
I was sure there were witnesses to this by now. The rest of the class must have been hearing my screams, but Xander didn’t stop. He used his other knee to pin my arm to the ground while applying even more pressure to my back.
I used my free arm and reached out to grab him again, but his knee came into contact and with force and speed he managed to slam my arm back to the ground and pin it beneath him. However, due to the amount of pressure applied to my arm and the speed of it smashing to the ground, I heard a loud snap.
I lay frozen, not feeling anything at first. Then the pain hit me.
Holy hell.
He broke my arm.
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Lila’s POV
“Get off her!”
I heard Becca crying as she ran in our direction. “I think her arm is broken.”
I was still frozen, remaining on the ground, long after Professor Xander had gotten off me. Students were gathering around, gawking at the scene before them.
Becca fell to the ground beside me and touched the side of my face gently.
“Lila? Can you hear me? Are you okay?”
She asked, her voice trembling as she scanned the rest of my body.
My breathing was shaky as I struggled to take greedy breaths of air. I hadn’t realized I wasn’t breathing until the pressure was off my body. I lifted my head slightly to see my arm lying limp beside me.
He actually broke my arm.
“Get her to the nurse,”
Xander ordered Becca like he was ordering her to take out the trash. “Then come back to class.”
Becca didn’t hesitate to stand to her feet. She took my good arm and helped me stand. Everybody was staring at me with wide and worried eyes. All except for Sarah and a couple of her friends who looked annoyed by my interruption.
I ignored their hateful looks though and went with Becca, without even looking at Xander, out of the arena. .
The walk to the nurse’s office was quiet; I could tell Becca had a million things running through her mind. I was grateful that she was with me though; she kept her hold on my body so I wouldn’t fall over.
It was painful to walk, even when I could feel Val working on healing my injuries. I knew with an arm break; it was going to take her some time.
“Why would the professor do that to you?”
Becca finally asked and I could tell she had tears in her eyes without even looking at her. “You need to report that.”
I knew she was right; I couldn’t let him get away with something like that. It seemed like he had some kind of vendetta against me.
Was it because I was a Volana?
“Do you want me to go with you to the headmaster?”
She asked, peering over at my face.
I shook my head.
“No. You should get back to class so he isn’t angry with you,”
I told her. “I don’t want him to do this to you too.”
“Was he mad at you? Is that why he did this?”
She asked.
“I don’t know…”
I said in return.
We reached the nurse’s office moments later; thankfully there wasn’t anybody there and when she saw me, she gasped and stood to her feet from her desk.
“Lila? Oh my goddess, what happened?”
“Broken arm…”
I said, clenching my teeth as pain rose from my arm and throughout the rest of my body.
Val was taking her time healing me.
“It happened during our combat and shifting class,”
Becca further explained, helping the nurse bring me to one of the beds.
“Let me take a look,”
she said softly, lifting my broken arm and making me wince. “Ouch…”
she said under her breath.
“Will her wolf heal her?”
Becca asked with an eyeful of tears.
“Of course, but it might take a little bit. You should get back to class, Becca. I can handle it from here,”
the nurse said kindly, giving Becca a reassuring smile.
Becca looked down at me and I could see the uncertainty in my eyes.
I gave her a small and weak smile of my own, indicating that it was fine that she had left. She nodded, understanding my cue, and then left without another word.
The nurse went over to the sink across the room and soaked a washcloth with warm water before returning to me. She placed the cloth over my injured arm, soothing it. I sighed in relief.
“That feels nice,”
I said to her.
She nodded and went to grab something from one of her cabinets. When she returned, she had a cup filled with a mysterious pink liquid.
“Your wolf will heal you soon enough. But drink this stuff and it’ll help with the pain,”
the nurse instructed.
I took the cup from her and took a sip, expecting it to taste a lot worse than it did. But it tasted oddly sweet. I drank the rest and almost instantly I felt no pain. Actually, my entire body tingled and warmed up; it started to feel as if I was lying on a cloud.
The thought of Enzo came into my mind suddenly and I remembered how I felt his pain when he got injured while fighting those rogues.
Did that mean he could feel my pain as well?
I didn’t have my cell phone with me, and I wondered if he was blowing up my phone.
“He can’t feel our pain,”
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