Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
“Hey,”
she said in return, sounding much stronger than I anticipated.
“How are you feeling?”
“Bears don’t heal as quickly as wolves,”
she said weakly, giving me a small smile. “But I’ll be okay.”
I sighed and sat on the edge of her bed, peering into her dark blue gaze.
“Do you remember what happened?”
“They told me what happened,”
she answered, staring down at her hands.
She tugged at her fingers as she thought about what more to say. But she remained silent, biting her bottom lip like she was trying to refrain from telling me something.
“Tell me the truth, Rachel… why were you in the boy’s section of the vampire den in the first place?”
I asked, narrowing my eyes at her.
She swallowed visibly before meeting my eyes.
“I sensed something,”
she told me, still biting her lower lip.
“What did you sense?”
I asked, keeping my tone low.
I knew Enzo was outside the door and he could probably hear us anyway, being an Alpha and all. But that didn’t mean I wanted everyone in the hospital to hear our business.
I thought about darkness and how Celeste could sense it around the school, even with the barrier in place. Could Rachel have sensed darkness?
I shuddered at the very thought.
“I sensed my mate…”
she finally said, scrunching her face as she spoke those words.
My eyes widened in shock; what did she say? She found her mate? I wanted to jump up and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into a large hug. But I was afraid I’d hurt her if I did such a thing.
“Your mate?”
I gasped. “Who is it??”
She was quiet for another moment; I could tell she didn’t want to tell me. Or maybe she was in the middle of forcing herself to tell me. I couldn’t be too sure, and she did look incredibly nervous.
It’s okay…”
I told her gently, reaching out to grab her hand. “You don’t have to say anything you don’t want to.
Though I was disappointed, I also understood and respected her boundaries.
“I want to…”
she said quickly, meeting my eyes again. She took a deep breath and I waited with anticipation. “It’s Rodrick…”
she finally answered, causing my heart to fall deep into my stomach.
“What?”
I gasped, staring at her with disbelief, unsure if I heard her correctly.
She swallowed again and nodded slowly.
“Rodrick is my mate,”
she repeated, almost gravely.
How is that possible?”
I blurted. “He’s a vampire. Vampires don’t have mates like that,”
I said, shaking my head and not wanting to believe what she was telling me.
She looked almost amused by my words at first.
“He’s a hybrid,”
she reminded me. “Which means he has a wolf inside of him too.”
I knew she was right, but I still didn’t want to believe it.
“He also stabbed you,”
I said, my brows knitting together.
She was quiet as her cheeks turned a strange shade of pink.
“He didn’t know what he was doing…”
she said in return, lowering her face. “He wasn’t himself.”
“What do you mean he wasn’t himself?”
I asked, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.
“Kinda like Scott when he confessed to those murders,”
Rachel continued to explain. “He just seemed different. I can’t really explain it. But I know he didn’t mean to stab me…”
“He almost killed you, Rachel,”
I breathed, grabbing onto her arm. “I don’t know what or why he did what he did. But he did stab you. Things would have been a lot worse for him if you died.”
“But I didn’t,”
she said with a shrug. “That’s all that matters right now anyways.”
I knew she was right; she was alive and as well as she could be. Who cared about all the little stuff?
“Is that all you wanted to tell me?”
I asked, raising my brows at her, remembering that Raymond called him here because Rachel desperately wanted to talk to me.
She was quiet for a moment longer like she was trying to figure out how to answer my very simple question. Then, she forced an obvious fake smile and nodded.
“Yes. That was all,”
she said slowly.
I stared at her for a moment longer, analyzing her face I knew she wasn’t telling me the truth, and pained me to think that she didn’t trust me enough to tell me the truth. But the way she was now avoiding my eyes and biting her lower lip, I knew she wasn’t going to say anything more.
“Where did your father go?”
I asked, looking around the empty room. “I would have assumed he’d be here.”
“I kicked him out,”
she said, rolling her eyes and now looking annoyed.
“Why?”
I asked, genuinely curious.
“He was treating me like shit since I’ve woken up. I didn’t want to deal with it anymore,”
she said, giving me a coy smile.
I couldn’t help but laugh; I’m glad she was once again seeing Raymond for what he truly was.
A monster.
“So, what else did I miss since I’ve been in a coma?”