Chapter 39 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

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I wondered how long they have known each other.

“Layla?” Becca said from beside me; I realized everybody was already performing this move and I was standing in the center of the arena, staring at Connie with a grimace. “Are you ready to try the move?”

“Oh, yes,” I said, pulling my eyes away from Connie.

However, I could still hear her laughing loudly as she placed an arm on Enzo’s bicep; he was saying something to her that was funny. Though he wasn’t laughing with her, she didn’t seem to mind it.

She stood close to him; her perfect figure was only inches from him, and she continued to speak and laugh.

I felt my blood boiling; I clenched my fists, trying not to let it get the best of me.

“Layla?” Becca said again with a worried frown. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I lied.

I turned to Becca who turned her back to me; I wrapped an arm around her waist to get ready to spin her when the sounds of Connie’s laughter made its way over to me once again.

I closed my eyes, trying to center myself and tune out the sound, but to no prevail.

I grabbed Becca’s arm and spun her around quickly, not realizing how much force I used or that she was already dizzy. She nearly tripped on herself as I put her in a headlock.

She said something I wasn’t listening to because I was too busy listening to Connie flirting with Enzo.

I also wasn’t paying attention to the surge that was beginning to pulsate through my fingertips. Just as I went to grab her again before she could get out of the headlock, the electricity escaped my fingertips.

It happened so quickly, yet it felt like it was in slow motion.

Her entire body lit up as the bolts shot through her; her screams pierced the arena, shocking everybody including Enzo and Connie.

I gasped as I released Becca’s arm and watched her fall to the ground; nearly paralyzed from being electrocuted.

The electricity was still bouncing off my fingertips.

Everybody was backing away from me with large and frightened eyes.

There were fearful murmurs from those around me, but I couldn’t hear them. Everything had gone silent. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from Becca who remained lifeless on the ground.

What had I done?

“Oh, my goddess….” I finally found my voice, though it came out as an inaudible whisper.

Enzo rushed past me and kneeled in front of Becca, placing his fingers on her neck to check for a pulse.

“Someone, call the infirmary. We need to get her there as soon as possible,” Enzo ordered over his shoulder.

Connie was standing beside me when she pulled out her phone.

I can’t believe this happened.

Becca…

Enzo was lifting her off the ground and walking with her out of the arena just in time for the tears to spill from my eyes.

The electricity in my fingertips was gone.

Connie turned away to talk to the infirmary on the phone when I noticed the others were still staring at me.

Did they see the electricity too?

They had to have seen it.

“What happened?” Someone finally asked, finding their voice.

I wasn’t sure how to answer that question; I was too stunned to move or speak. I was completely numb from head to toe.

“Did you do this to her? Why did she light up like that?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but Connie’s voice cut through, stepping in front of me to face the others.

“Get back to practice,” she ordered them. She glanced at me. “You should get to the infirmary.”

There were zero emotions on her face, and I wondered if she knew what I had done. I felt nothing but shame; I had to leave before I began to sob.

I turned away, finding the willpower to move my legs, despite them feeling like jelly.

I made my way across the campus and to the infirmary where I saw Enzo standing outside the door and speaking to the nurse. They both turned and looked at me as I approached.

“I’ll go check her out,” the nurse said in a low tone. “But she might need the actual hospital. I can’t promise that the police will let this go. They will be here soon.”

Enzo lowered his gaze as she went back into the infirmary.

The police?

She had called the police?

Of course, she had. A student was seriously injured during his class; why wouldn’t she call the police?

What had I done? To not only Becca but Enzo as well.

“What are you doing here?” Enzo finally said, keeping his eyes lowered and his tone emotionless.

“I wanted to check on her…” I said, trying to keep the pain out of my voice, but failing miserably.

“You’ve done enough for right now.”

“Enzo—”

“You should go…” he said, meeting my eyes. “Now.”

“I wanted to—”

“There’s nothing you can do for her right now. She hasn’t woken up; the nurse is looking at her as we speak, and she might need to be transferred to the hospital.”

“Do you think she’s going to be okay?” I asked in a whisper.

“It’s too soon to tell; she has a faint pulse, but it weakened even more by the time we got here,” he answered. “Seriously, Layla. You need to leave.”

He could hardly even look at me; he felt so much shame being around me, and he wanted nothing to do with me.

My heart squeezed painfully in my chest as I choked back a sob. I didn’t want him to see me so broken.

I did something terrible; I was never going to forgive myself if something were to happen to her. There was a part of me that wondered if I could heal her just as I did with Enzo the other day. But with how my emotions are right now, I knew it would be better if I didn’t try.

I turned away, allowing a few stray tears to escape my eyes and roll down my cheeks. My heart hurt way too much.

…

The ambulance was outside the infirmary within the hour; I stayed a distance away, but I sat on a bench in the center of the campus, watching as they moved Becca from the infirmary and into the ambulance.

I couldn’t bring myself to walk away or attend my other classes. My entire body was completely numb still; it was like it was no longer my own.

I thought about calling my mom, but I knew she would be so disappointed in me. I couldn’t face her after what I had just done.

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