Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
“Bri… he was your mate and he rejected you. Your wolf is still in mourning over that,”
I told her softly. “It’s okay to not be okay.”
She was quiet for a long while and for a moment, I thought she was going to hang up. “I will be okay,”
she corrected herself. “Until then, I don’t mind it when my best friend talks about her mate.”
I opened my mouth to reply but then I heard the front door of the dorm opening and then shutting. I soon heard Becca speaking and another female voice. “Bri, can I call you back later? I think Rachel just got back,”
I said quickly into the phone. “Yeah, of course. Love you!”
“Love you always,”
I said in return just before clicking the end button and throwing my phone on my bed. I jumped up from my bed and ran to my bedroom door, swinging it open. I was relieved to see that Rachel was in fact back and she was seated on the couch with Becca. Alex, per usual, was seated at the kitchen counter and reading a book. I had to stifle an eye roll whenever I looked at him. But I fixed my attention on Rachel who smiled pleasantly at me. “Congrats on the big win,”
she said kindly. “Where have you been?”
I found myself asking. She frowned, furrowing her brows together. “I had things to do,”
she murmured. “I was worried about you. You weren’t answering your phone.”
Her frown deepened. “I had it shut off,”
she shrugged. “What’s the big deal, you aren’t my mother.”
“Someone told me you left campus with your father and Alpha Jonathan, Rachel. They are both bad news.”
“He’s my father, Lila,”
she said through her teeth. “I don’t need your permission to go anywhere with him.”
“Don’t you remember all the stuff he put you through growing up?”
I asked, moving closer to her. “People change,”
she said, narrowing her eyes at me. “He’s changed.”
“Guys like your father, don’t change,”
I said simply. “Alpha Jonathan is bad news too. I don’t trust him.”
“You don’t have to trust him. I do,”
she said in return. “What did they want?”
I finally asked. She was quiet for a moment and then she took a deep breath before answering. “They are going into business together; it was a celebration lunch,”
she answered. “Business? What kind of business?”
“What’s with the third degree?”
She shouted, standing to her feet. “I’m not—”
“Yes, you are,”
she interrupted. “I don’t ask you where you are every second of the day. I’m not the one fucking my professor unlike you. Stay out of my business.”
On that note she turned and stormed into her room, slamming the door shut behind her and leaving Becca and me in a shocked silence.
….
Enzo’s POV
After two hours of tirelessly cleaning the auditorium after the rampage of students made a mess out of the place, it was finally looking a lot better. A few other faculty members along with myself stayed behind to help clean and gather up the remaining students who were too shocked to move. There were a lot of students who had lost time and memories over the last few days; some had lost over a week of memories. Then, there were the witches and those who have abilities that found themselves powerless and freaking out over the fact that they can’t use their magic and abilities. It was mayhem but at least it was starting to come to an end. A headache was brewing at my temples; as I leaned against the wall of the assembly hall, I rubbed the bridge of my nose between my pointer finger and my thumb, trying to ease some of the tension. “Are the students back in their dorms?”
Headmaster Prescott asked as she returned to the assembly hall. “I believe so,”
I answered. “Some could have gone to the student lounge.”
“As long as they aren’t making a mess,”
Prescott murmured, sighing. She looked exhausted. “Did you find out what happened?”
Emily, the art professor, asked, approaching us. “It was Sarah,”
Prescott answered, shaking her head with dismay written all over her face. “She used her abilities on them to get them to do her bidding and have them vote for her. As for why everyone is suddenly powerless, I’m unsure. But I have my board members looking into it as we speak.”
“Will there be consequences for Sarah?”
I found myself asking. “Of course,”
Prescott answered, meeting my eyes. “I grounded her.”
“Grounded?”
I asked. “She should be expelled.”
“Her father would never allow that,”
she replied, her frown deepened. “I did as much as I could.”
“It’s bullshit,”
I murmured, turning away from them. “I’m going to get some rest.”
I left the building without another word, feeling waves of annoyance and fury. Sarah nearly cost this entire election for Lila; not to mention upset all the students in the school. This was supposed to be her second and last chance since she fucked up last year. I couldn’t help the growl that emerged from deep in my throat. Soon, my phone was ringing, and I found myself even more annoyed. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and without even looking at the screen, I barked, “What?!”
“Woah…”
I heard a familiar voice on the other end. “Is that any way to speak to a friend?”
I froze entirely upon hearing her voice and soon, most of my anger was descending. “Connie?”
Lila’s POV
It’s been an hour and Rachel hasn’t left her room. I felt awful for upsetting her. She was right; I had no right to question her like that. I’m not sure what came over me and I felt so ashamed. Becca was already in bed sleeping and I could see the faint light under Rachel’s door, indicating that she was awake. I knocked on her door lightly and I heard her faint voice saying, “Come in.”
I took a deep breath before opening the door and poking my head in. She was curled up on her bed and her eyes were red like she’s been crying. It made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest; I had hurt her. “Hey…”
I said softly. When she didn’t say anything, I stepped into her room. “Rachel, I’m so sorry,”
I breathed, shutting the door behind me. “I was a total monster, and you didn’t deserve that. You were right; it wasn’t my business. He’s your father and I don’t have a right to tell you what to do.”
“He wants to have a better relationship with me…”
she murmured, lowering her gaze. “I want to give him a chance to redeem himself.”
“I understand that completely. I’m sorry I gave you the third degree…”
“I know you don’t trust Alpha Jonathan, but he’s not that bad, Lila. He saved my father’s business. Without him, my father would have gone bankrupt. We owe him a lot for that,”
she said, meeting my eyes. Suddenly, I was getting a weird feeling. Alpha Jonathan always had an alternative motive when it came to things like that. He’s a wealthy businessman and owns basically everything; what would he want with a small restaurant that was on the verge of bankruptcy? I wanted to ask her, but I decided it was probably better if I didn’t. So, I kept my mouth shut. “Can you please just give them a chance? For me?”
I sighed, not wanting to argue with her anymore. “Sure,”
I said, forcing a small smile. “I will give them a chance, for you.”
She smiled widely at me and leaped to her feet, running toward me and wrapping her arms around me. “Thank you, Lila,”
she breathed. I hugged her back, but I couldn’t shake that nasty feeling that was bubbling in the pit of my stomach.
….
The next day.
It was finally Saturday, which meant I had two days to prepare for my first real student committee meeting of the year. I was beyond excited but also incredibly nervous. I learned a lot about these things from my father. When I was young, I used to sit in on his Alpha meetings, so I knew how to speak in front of small crowds and get my points across effectively. I just hoped enough students wanted to join the committee. I was going to need a handful of students if I wanted this committee to be successful. Rachel finally agreed to be a part of it; last year she wanted no part in it. But this year she wanted to join. I also had Brody, Becca, and a couple of others who were a part of the committee last year. But so far nobody else has asked to join, which made me nervous. “How about we create flyers?”
Becca suggested. We sat in the dining hall eating our breakfast and talking about the committee. Rachel hadn’t joined us yet, but at the table sat Brody, Becca, and our new fairy friend, Kay. She had just told me she wanted to join as well, so at least we were one person closer to having a full committee. I wanted at least 10 members and so far, we had 7. “That’s a great idea,”
I said, writing that down in the notebook that sat beside my plate. Every Saturday the dining hall had a buffet for breakfast. It consisted of every breakfast food imaginable. Most of the time I’m usually in the calypso pack by now, but Enzo had a few things to do this morning, and I wanted to brainstorm some of Monday’s meeting with my friends, so we decided not to return until later this afternoon. My father was still at the pack interrogating Xander and searching for Jazzy with the warriors. My mother was still in the rogue village keeping the shield in place while Hazel recovers in the hospital. It won’t be long now until she can return to the village herself and my mother can return to the Nova pack. I’m sure she’s probably exhausted and missing my father terribly. I looked at Kay who was nibbling on her fruit salad. “Did you get your abilities back yet?”
I asked. She frowned and glanced up at me; I could see sadness in her eyes as she shook her head. “Not yet,”
she murmured. “Has the board said anything to you about when we could be expecting them back?”
“I think they still need to figure out what caused them to disappear,”
I admitted. “Hopefully soon.”