“I can tutor you,”
I repeated. “I have some time around 4 pm. We can go to the library and study before dinner.”
“Are you sure?”
The football player asked, raising his brows. “Hey, wait… aren’t you Brody’s friend?”
I nodded.
“Yes, I am,”
I answer. “And yes, I’m sure. I’d like to help you however I can.”
They all looked around at each other before looking at me with wide smiles.
“4 pm in the library it is,”
the girl answered for all three of them.
I smiled in return and packed up my things to head to my next class, which was math. After Math was English and After English was lunch.
Usually, I would go to the cafeteria and eat with my friends, but Miss Emily wanted to eat together. So, I grabbed my lunch hand and went straight to her office which was evidently on the top floor of the cafeteria building.
Miss Emily sat at her desk, eating a salad, when I arrived.
“Oh, good! You are here,”
she said with a kind smile. “Sit down.”
I nodded, shutting the door behind me, and sat in the seat in front of her.
“I feel like we haven’t really spoken in a while. I wanted to hear all about your trip and your new job with Miss Cassidy-Ann. But mainly, I wanted to hear about your trip to Monstro. Did you and Alpha Enzo have a nice time?”
Crash!
Lila’s POV
“Oh, my goddess!”
Miss Emily exclaimed as she jumped to her feet.
My entire lunch slipped out of my hands and splattered to the ground; it also got on my clothing. I jumped to my feet as well, my heart racing.
“I’m so sorry,”
I breathed, feeling my brain rattling.
Miss Emily rushed toward me with napkins. I bent down and tried my best to clean my lunch off the ground.
“I’ll grab a towel,”
she said as she walked over to one of her closets on the far side of the room. When she returned, we were able to clean up the rest of my mess.
“I’m so sorry…”
I said again, feeling all sorts of embarrassed.
“Don’t worry about it, Lila,”
she said in return. “I shouldn’t have abruptly said that.”
My face warmed as I looked at her; she didn’t look angry or shocked. She just looked like her normal, compassionate, and genuine self. She motioned for the seat in front of her desk as she went back to her chair.
“Want half my sandwich?”
She asked, sitting down.
I shook my head, sitting down as well.
“I’m not very hungry anymore,”
I said, keeping my eyes on her face.
“I’m sorry,”
she said, frowning. “I didn’t mean to upset you. I know that wasn’t an appropriate statement.”
“I don’t understand… how did you—”
“Know that you and Alpha Enzo are mates?”
She asked, raising her gaze to mine.
My eyes widened even more.
“I knew since last year,”
she explained. “I had a vision about you…”
“You’re a—”
“—I’m a prophet, yeah,”
she said brightly. “It runs in my family. But I’m a different kind of prophet… I’m not sure how to explain it.”
“Can you try?”
I asked, feeling my eyes pleading.
She smiled and nodded.
“It’s when I touch people,”
she said, meeting my eyes. “It’s like I can see into their soul and look at the world through their eyes. I feel their emotions, pain, and even fears. I can get glimpses of their past and futures. I can get some insight into what they are thinking about and the choices they will need to make in the future. I can see their life paths and the different routes they may take,”
she explained.
I stared at her with wide eyes.
“I’ve heard of that before…”
I breathed. “I think my mother had taught me about that kind of prophet. They are called Seer, right?”
She smiled, her cheeks growing a bit red, but she nodded.
“Yes. I am a Seer. My abilities didn’t start until last year. They developed after Enzo turned me down…”
“What happened?”
I asked, intrigued.
“He apologized for turning me down and I put my hand on his shoulder, and when I did, I got a glimpse of him finding out that you were his mate. You were in the infirmary, and he ran inside and spotted you,”
she explained, a smile tugging at her lips.
“So, you knew for most of last year?”
I asked in wonder. “But how did you know I went to Monstro with him?”
She laughed lightly.
“I touched your back earlier when I was looking at your painting and I saw a glimpse of you seeing him on the airplane,”
she chuckled. “I’m assuming him going with you wasn’t planned.”
I laughed.
“Not at all,”
I said, and we both continued laughing. But then we stopped and took a breath. “You aren’t going to tell the board… are you?”
“I don’t see why I’d have to,”
she said with a shrug. “Neither of you has crossed a line in my presence. I shouldn’t even know this information.”
“Thank you,”
I said; I felt calmer now.