Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
Enzo looked pleased as he stood to his feet. He glanced down at me and offered me his hand; I took it without hesitation, and I stood as well.
“Oh, Lila,”
Headmaster Prescott said, stopping us before we left the office. “You’ll still be the president of the student committee, right?”
“Yes, of course,”
I said quickly.
She smiled and turned back to her computer.
“Good.”
I felt a flood of relief washing through me as we left the office.
“Did that just happen?”
I asked breathlessly.
He smiled down at me as we walked outside, our hands tucked in one another.
“You should probably return to your dorm and pack your stuff,”
he said in return.
“So, we don’t need to hide our relationship anymore?”
To answer my question, and to my utter surprise, Enzo bent and brushed his lips across mine. The few students that were walking by the area paused and audibly gasped as I embraced my mate.
I knew these rumors were going to be wild and I was oddly excited to hear them.
Enz pulled back and gazed down at me lovingly.
“Does that answer your question?”
I nodded, my smile growing wide.
…..
A week had gone by since our meeting with the headmaster. I was securely moved into Enzo’s faculty house and had some tearful goodbyes in my dorm. But it’s not like I was going far, and they’d still see me every day. But the thought of not being in my dorm every night with my friends was a sad exit.
But we quickly adapted and now I was embracing this new change. I loved waking up to my mate every morning and falling asleep next to him every night. He was everything I needed and more and I couldn’t wait for our lives to begin.
After we met with the headmaster, I went straight to the administrator’s office and took myself out of shifting and combat. Instead, I signed up for a ceramics class taught by Miss Emily. So now I was taking advanced art and ceramics with Miss Emily, and I couldn’t be happier with the decision.
Cassidy-Ann also reached out to me recently now that her new studio is up and running, she’s still going to need an assistant and a new artist. I told her I would be happy to be both. I already sent her some of my new pieces for her exhibit and I will be officially starting work next week as her assistant and part-time artist.
I was excited about this new chapter in my life.
Today was the day that Sarah and Brody were returning to school, and I was beyond excited to see them again.
It’s crazy how at the beginning of last year Sarah was the girl who tormented me. She was the woman I caught Scott kissing; she was the woman who was so threatened by me, that she’d do anything to get in my way and make my life a living hell. Now she was someone I considered a great friend and the mate of one of my best friends.
When I saw Alpha Jonatha’s limo pulling around the corner, excitement rose through me. I stood in the parking lot with Kayla and Becca and the three of us were practically squealing when his car came to a stop.
The limo driver got out of the car and went around the back to open the door.
Soon, Sarah and Brody were stepping out of the limo, and I gasped when I saw how radiant Sarah looked. She looked as if she had never been sick a day in her life.
When she saw us, her smile grew, and tears instantly filled my eyes.
“Sarah! You look amazing,”
I said as I rushed toward them. I first threw my arms around Sarah and then I threw my arms around Brody.
“I suppose I have you to thank for that,”
she chuckled; she then turned and hugged a very eager Kayla.
I couldn’t imagine how lonely Kayla had been in her dorm room without her roommate.
“By the way, congrats on the pregnancy,”
Brody said nudging my shoulder. “Alpha Jonathan caught us up on everything. We are happy for you.”
I beamed at him.
“Thank you!”
We went into the student lounge so we could talk about everything and catch up on all we’ve missed throughout this past week. We laughed and we cried, and it was the most incredible time.
That is until a wave of nausea hit, and I found myself tumbling over and releasing the contents of my stomach all over the ground in the student lounge.
Lila’s POV
Morning sickness.
It was not a fun thing to deal with and it was hitting me hard. The doctor told me there wasn’t much she could do about it, but she suggested I drink a lot of fluids to keep me hydrated. It didn’t seem to be helping though. Whenever I smelled something unusual or looked at something gross, I lost the contents of my stomach.
Certain foods didn’t sit right in my stomach, and I would vomit them up immediately. I was losing a lot of weight which was worrying Enzo greatly and I felt badly about it, but I wasn’t sure what else to do.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to get through Connie’s wedding without getting sick, but today was the day of her wedding and I couldn’t allow my morning sickness to ruin her evening. She was so excited about marrying her mate and she was incredibly beautiful in her pure white, strapless wedding gown. Her blonde hair flowed evenly around her shoulders and her bangs were pinned out of her face with a white flower clip.
Her skin was flawless like a porcelain doll, and she had the perfect amount of makeup on her face that brought out her brightest features. Her lips were pink and plump from the gloss and her eyes popped from the mascara and winged eyeliner.
She certainly looked different than the warrior girl I first met when she helped in Enzo’s shifting and combat class.
She looked like a straight-up princess.
“I can’t believe I’m actually getting married,”
Connie breathed as she stared at herself in the standing mirror in one of the guest bedrooms in Enzo’s packhouse.
Natalie had gone somewhere to complete the finishing touches on the wedding she had planned, leaving me alone with Connie.
“You look beautiful,”
I breathed, sitting on the bed behind her.
Since becoming pregnant, I’ve been tired a lot more, and standing on my feet has become a chore. I wasn’t showing yet because I was only a couple weeks pregnant, but I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds, even though I lost a drastic amount of weight from this morning sickness.
Body dysmorphia was real.
“What if I don’t make a good wife?”
She asked, turning around to face me.
I frowned at how worried she genuinely looked.
“As long as you love each other nothing else matters, Connie,”
I told her, giving her a reassuring smile.
“I love him so much,”
she breathed. “I just don’t want to screw up…”
“You aren’t going to be alone, Connie,”
I told her gently. “You have friends and family all around you that will keep you in line.”
She smiled at my words and nodded.
“True; I don’t think you guys would let me screw up,”
she chuckled.
“Neither will Tyler. That man loves you so much and he has since the minute he saw you,”
I assured her. “You have nothing to worry about.”
She seemed to have relaxed at my words and she gave me another faint smile.
Soon, the door was swinging open, and Natalie was standing before us with her lips pressed together in a thin line.
“We are starting soon,”
she said, staring at Connie with a pointed look. “Are you almost done in here?”
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