Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
I reminded him. “That was definitely her.”
“Just like she admitted to manipulating Scott’s mind last year when he vandalized the art studio,”
Bastien chimed in.
“I paid quite the fee to get that studio repaired,”
Emmet muttered.
Alpha Jonathan rolled his eyes.
“Your son still did the vandalizing. My daughter got suspended. We are even,”
Jonathan said, folding his arms across his chest.
“Hardly,”
Emmet said, his jaw clenching.
Jonathan glanced at the headmaster and narrowed his eyes at her.
“Why are you still standing there? You obviously already orders,”
he seethed.
She paled.
“Oh, right, sorry,”
she said. “I’ll be back.”
On that note, she left quickly.
I almost felt bad for her; almost.
If Lila wasn’t in danger, then I would have felt worse. But this kind of mistake puts her in danger and like Alpha Bastien, I wasn’t okay with that.
“So, if you don’t think it was my daughter who did this… who are you thinking?”
Alpha Jonathan asked, furrowing his brows together.
We all remained silent, staring around at one another.
None of us had an answer; none of us knew.
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Lila’s POV
“You lost time?”
I asked Eileen Carter, trying to keep my mouth from dropping to the floor.
“Yes, I don’t quite remember most of my morning. Except for that letter,”
she said, shaking her head at the thought and meeting my eyes. “Was the letter serious?”
“It was just an invitation,”
I told her, stepping away from her. “Thank you for the information,”
I said, just before rushing out of the kitchen.
I ran up the stairs of the dormitory until I reached my dorm room. I went into my bedroom and grabbed the letter that I left on my floor.
I read it again, still feeling all sorts of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.
I could smell that Enzo was on campus; plus, the excitement of my wolf told me that he was close.
“Enzo?”
I spoke through our mindlink.
After a moment, he responded.
“I’m here,”
he answered. “I’m in Prescott’s office.”
“Is my father with you?”
I asked.
“Yes,”
he answered right away. “As is Emmet and Jonathan.”
“Alpha Jonathan is here?”
I asked, my stomach clenching.
“Yes,”
he answered. “Is everything okay?”
“I need to speak with you alone. Can we meet somewhere?”
“Where are you right now?”
“In my dorm,”
I told him. “But you can’t come here; it’s too dangerous. “Can you get to the arena?”
“Yes; I’ll meet you there in 20 minutes. Just give me a bit to finish up here and sneak away.”
I was relieved to hear that.
“Okay,”
I said. “I love you.”
“I love you.”
I disconnected the mindlink and shoved the note in my back pocket before leaving the dorm and going straight to the arena.
I was glad that the arena was empty; this was practically Enzo’s office when he didn’t have to teach any classes. Sometimes students would come here to get some extra practice in, but nobody was here today thankfully.
While I waited for Enzo, I decided to do some practice myself. He had a large boxing dummy set up in the middle of the arena that I knew he used to practice by himself often. I imagined him shirtless and boxing with this dummy and my mouth started to water and heat formed around my lower abdomen.
I could feel Val’s high emotions as she too thought about our mate.
I started to kick and punch the dummy; it would move backward and then back at me, making me kick it again. I was always a good fighter but working with Enzo in class and even since working with Xander, I had gotten a lot stronger and fighter.
I didn’t even realize that 20 minutes had gone by until Enzo walked into the arena. He looked amused for a moment as he watched me fight the dummy.
By the time I decided to stop, I was panting and sweaty from the workout.
“Nice form,”
he said stepping behind me. He placed his hands on my hips to steady me. “Punch it again.”
I punched it and it came back at me, Enzo lifted me in the air, and I kicked it with as much force as I could. When he released me, I jumped out of the way before it came back at me, Enzo was the one who punched it that time and then he kicked it nearly knocking its head off.
“You’ve gotten better,”
he laughed.
“I learned from the best,”
I said in return.
I wanted to run into his arms, but I was afraid that someone would walk in at any moment.
“Is everything okay?”
He asked, his face growing serious. “You sounded agent.”
I frowned, my heart beating heavily in my chest again as I pulled out the note from my back pocket.