Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
I urged.
“She knows that you’re my mate,”
he said slowly. “I’m assuming Alpha Jonathan said something.”
I released him and stood before him, feeling a wave of dizziness. “Why would he do that?”
“I’m not sure,”
Enzo said, shaking his head. “But she wants to have a meeting with us on Monday morning.”
My heart fell into my stomach.
This couldn’t be good.
“Maybe it’s not a big deal,”
Brianna said, shrugging. “I mean, Alpha Jonathan owns the school. So, if he’s okay with it… then maybe she will be too.”
“We don’t know if Jonathan is okay with it,”
Enzo said, shaking his head at her. “He’s still professional and continuing to be Lila’s professor is against school policy.”
I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
“Enzo,”
Beta Ethan said as he walked into the kitchen. “I just got word from some of the pack members. There’s a flood at the butcher shop. The meat has been contaminated.”
“I’ll head there now and assess the situation,”
Enzo said, nodding to his Beta. “Appoint some warriors to do some hunting so we can restock the butcher shop once the flooding is stopped.”
“On it,”
Ethan said, turning away and leaving.
Enzo turned to me and gave me a gentle kiss on my lips.
“I have to take care of pack business. But I’ll be back in time for dinner,”
he promised.
“I love you,”
I said, kissing him again.
He winked at me before turning and following Ethan out of the kitchen.
…..
Natalie Anderson arrived at the packhouse within a few hours of Connie’s initial arrival. We sat in the parlor where some of the packhouse maids finished cleaning and making the area suitable for important guests.
Allie, one of Dee’s kitchen workers, finished placing a tray of tea on the coffee table and setting small mugs in front of each of us.
I wasn’t sure what to wear for this type of meeting; it’s not like it was for me, but I still wanted to look nice in front of Natalie Anderson. So, I wore a simple pink dress that rested just above my knees and hugged my body perfectly. It dipped between my cleavage and the straps were thin and resting on my shoulders. I wore a white cardigan and kept my dark curly hair down, so they flowed crazily around my shoulders.
Connie was dressed like she was about to attend a business meeting. She wore a tight black skirt that rested at her knees and black-studded heels. She wore a white blouse that hugged her curves beautifully and made her boobs look huge. She also wore a black blazer that matched the skirt with golden buttons down the middle.
Her sleek blond hair was put in a tight and neatly done bun at the nape of her neck. She wore makeup that brought out her natural features and jewelry that wasn’t too flashy but also complimented her professional look.
Brianna also attended the meeting and, like me, she also wore a dress. Her dress was dark blue and ended a little bit shorter than mine. The noodle straps went around her neck as did the big flashy necklace she wore. Her auburn hair was pulled upward into a high ponytail and decorated with dark blue ribbons that dangled around the sides of her head.
As always, she wore a lot of jewelry which was mainly made up of gemstones and crystals, not to mention large black heeled boots that went up to her knees.
Bri always had a wild style like that, and I couldn’t help but smile at my friend. She looked like she was ready to go clubbing.
I’m sure, to Natalie Anderson, we looked like an interesting group.
Natalie Anderson was even more beautiful in person. She had fair and flawless skin, reminding me of a porcelain doll. She was probably about the age of my mother, but she looked so much younger. She had long curly blond hair that she kept flowing around her shoulders and down her back. She wore a white skirt that revealed her long and slender legs and a pink blouse that hung loosely off her thin and perfect figure.
She wore only a few pieces of expensive-looking jewelry and only had a little makeup that brightened her natural features.
When she walked into the packhouse, she held a pink briefcase in one hand, and a pink-studded cellphone in her other hand.
The three of us sat on the sofa in the parlor and Natalie sat in one of the reclining seats, but she kept the recliner down and her leg crossed over the other as she rummaged through her briefcase, uncovering a bunch of documents and placed them on the coffee table in front of us.
“You didn’t give me a lot of time to properly plan out this wedding. But I do have some ideas that can make your wedding seriously pop,”
she said as she handed Connie a piece of paper. “Obviously we won’t need a florist if you are having your wedding in a garden. I already got in touch with the best chef in Higala and they are going to send me a menu via my email later today.”
Connie nodded as she looked over the notes Natalie had handed her.
“What about Dee?”
I found myself asking. “Wouldn’t you want her to cook for your wedding? She’s a great chef and you know it.”
Connie looked at me, surprised by my words.
“And who exactly are you?”
Natalie asked, raising her brows at me.
I felt my face flushing in embarrassment.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m Lila. I’m—”
“Oh, you’re the future Luna of this pack,”
she said, leaning back in her seat and narrowing her eyes at me.
My eyes widened.
How did she know that?
“Yes…”
I answered, uncertainty clear in my voice.
“I’m sure I’ll be back here soon when it’s time for me to plan your wedding. But considering this isn’t your wedding, you don’t have any say,”
she quipped as she leaned forward and toward me. “So, stay out of my hair, little girl.”
Lila’s POV
I was seeing red.
Val was already perched and ready to rip this bitch’s head right off her shoulders. If she wasn’t so focused on keeping our twins safe, she would have already shifted and done just that. But wolves don’t like to shift during pregnancy for safety reasons.
However, they will if they truly need to.
Bri, knowing me very well, grabbed my arm to keep me steady. I didn’t realize my fists were clenched as tightly as they were until my fingers grew sore.
Connie looked between the two of us wide-eyed before clearing her throat and turning to Natalie Anderson with a plastered smile on her face.
“I’d love to see the menu the chef has to offer,”
she said trying to draw Natalie’s attention back to her.
It seemed to have worked because Natalie turned away from me and faced Connie.
“I take my job very seriously, Connie. I promise this wedding is my main priority and it will be talked about for an eternity,”
Natalie assured her as she rummaged through more papers.
“I have a designer as well; she will be here tomorrow to take measurements and then we can try on some gowns. I’m thinking strapless to show off your incredible shoulders,”
Natalie said, pointing at Connie’s chest.
Connie nodded, still looking awkwardly as she stole glances in my direction.
“I want a tiara as well,”
Connie said, chuckling nervously. “I want to feel like a princess.”
“Of course,”
Natalie agreed.
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