Chapter 34 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

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The deeper breaths I took, the calmer my body became. Once my body was calm, the shadows started to take form in the ground once again and the moonlight rays weren’t as intense.

“There you go,” she said fondly with a kind smile. “If you lose control of your emotions, your abilities will be harder to manage. It’s important to stay calm and keep breathing during these situations….”

I nodded, blinking away the stray tears that had formed in my eyes.

I was so happy to see her. She really was here.

“Oh, Mom,” I cried, throwing my arms around her and burying my face in her chest. The sound of her heartbeat was comforting as she held me close.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t prepare you for this,” she whispered in my ear. “I didn’t think it would be this bad. But now that I know you have your full abilities, I can help you. I can coach you…”

“You can?” I sniffled, peering up at her.

She gave me a soft laugh and nodded.

“Of course, Layla. Do you think I learned how to manage my abilities on my own? I had a wonderful friend who helped me. You were still so little, but she was a good friend of mine. She was a witch. She taught me about my abilities and coached me through how to use them.”

I vaguely remember a woman my mother used to hang out with, and I remembered sensing such a strong power coming from her whenever she was around.

But the memory was distant.

“You aren’t alone, and you don’t have to do this alone,” my mother assured me.

She cupped my face in her hands and brought my gaze up to meet hers.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said in return.

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Enzo’s POV

Layla wasn’t in the lunchroom or the student lounge. It was nearing dinner time and she was nowhere to be seen. It didn’t even smell like she was on campus.

Where could she have gone to?

It was infuriating that she thought it was okay to use my portrait as her school project.

She must have been out of her mind.

I spent time practicing my combat skills in the arena before I went to search for her. I needed to blow off steam so I didn’t lose my temper.

She might have been fierce, but she was also fragile and if I lost my temper, it would probably make her cry.

However, I couldn’t find her anywhere.

I saw her roommate, Rebecca, in the student lounge, and her friend Becca in the cafeteria.

There were a few other girls I’ve seen Layla hanging out with as well in the cafeteria. But Layla wasn’t among them.

Wherever she was, she was in huge trouble with me.

It wouldn’t be long before I started getting questioned about that portrait.

Miss Grace was already questioning me.

“Alpha Enzo. We picked up a foreign scent in the nearby forest in our pack. It might be a lead on who attacked your mother. Should we follow the scent and find out where it’s coming from?” Beta Ethan mindlinked me.

I thought about it for a moment before answering him. This might be a distraction that I needed right now.

I was going to drive myself crazy sitting here. Besides, I just finished my last class an hour ago so it’s not like I had anything better to do.

“I’ll be returning this evening. I want to investigate my mother’s attacking myself. Whoever attacked her, is going to pay the cost. They will have to answer to me.”

Enzo’s POV

Beta Ethan was right, their scent was strong in the forest that surrounded the Calypso pack. It reeked of outsiders, and I knew that scent all too well.

They were my father’s followers; at least a couple of them.

They had no reason to be lurking around my pack, they knew they weren’t welcome here. They knew I would tear them from limb to limb if I saw them with my own eyes.

But yet, their scent is fresh. They were staking out. Waiting.

But waiting for what?

A heard a twig cracking as I continued my search in the forest.

I’ve been out here for hours and haven’t come across a single wolf. It was becoming late, or early. It wouldn’t be long before the sun began to rise.

I’m not sure they would stick around in the broad daylight.

It was the night of the full moon so wolves were typically stronger when the moon shined down upon them. I certainly felt stronger.

Max wasn’t going to give up until we found those assholes though.

He was hot on their trail; sniffing and searching every corner of the forest.

We came across a dark cave; the cave reeked of outsider fur.

Max growled fiercely; his sharp teeth revealed in his long and narrow mouth. Fury was boiling through my body.

It was the same scent I smelled on my mother from after her attack.

This had to have been the hideout of these wolves.

“About time you showed up,” a dark voice emerged from the shadow region.

I lowered my head, getting ready to lunge if necessary.

“You have no right to be on our property,” I said through gritted teeth. “You know you are no longer welcome here.”

I recognized the wolf that came to greet me.

He was once a pack member but was told to leave once I came into power. He did the pack no favors and tried to turn everyone against outsiders such as rogues and Volana. I wasn’t going to have any part of that considering my mother was both.

“This was once my home if you don’t remember,” he sneered in return. “I have every right to be here like any other of your pack members.”

“You haven’t been a pack member in a long time, Bruce,” I said, trying to keep my temper under control. “Why have you returned?”

“Because I can sense my pack is in trouble. You’ve been bringing around a Volana wolf—”

“This isn’t your pack… it’s my pack. Whom I bring here isn’t any of your concern.”

“There are some wolves in this pack that I still consider family and vice versa. They tell me things, Enzo. They tell me that there is a young Volana that has been staying in your packhouse. They tell me they can sense her abilities and they fear for their lives. They asked me to run and take care of the problem.”

That didn’t make any sense. There was no way in hell anyone in his pack would reach out to someone who causes trouble. Someone of my father’s following.

Everybody in the pack seemed to love Layla. Even the children adore her.

Bruce had to have been lying.

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