Chapter 49 – Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel

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“Girl, you look hot!” Rachel said as she walked up to me; she looked absolutely stunning, and Ryan was on her arm. He looked great as well.

“As do you,” I said in return. “You look great too, Ryan,” I added with a smile.

“Thanks,” he said, nodding his head at me.

Rachel tightened her grip on him and led him to the doors.

“We’ll see you inside!” She shouted after me; I can’t help but chuckle at my friend.

There were a couple of security guards standing outside and it made me wonder if Enzo was there yet. I could sense him, but that could mean that he was anywhere on campus. I had yet to see him walk past me.

He was probably with Connie anyways. It wouldn’t surprise me if they showed up here together.

A knot had formed in my stomach at the very thought of it.

Val was also feeling uncomfortable. I shook the thought out of my mind and turned toward the door.

It was time to go inside and enjoy myself.

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Enzo was standing off in the corner for most of the night and he was alone. There was no sign of Connie anywhere.

That pleased me, but I paid him no attention. I spent most of the night with Rachel and Ryan.

There were a few girls that I was friendly with that wanted to join us in a group dance. The music was loud, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. I worried that mayhem would break out because we were all wound up. Some were shifting into their inhuman forms. There were bears and wolves running around, and it was starting to get a little rough.

Thankfully, Enzo was on it and put an end to anything that could be potentially dangerous.

I was right to appoint him as head of the security team.

I was glad when I saw that a couple of members of the board also attended the dance and they seemed to be enjoying themselves as well.

“You’ve outdone yourself, Layla,” Mrs. Laurence said with a kind smile. “I would be happy if you could keep the committee going forward and we can plan out more events in the future.”

“That would be great. Thank you so much,” I said in return.

This morning I had a text from Cassidy-Ann as well saying that my first official day will be on Monday. She agreed to wait until after the dance so I could focus on this instead of that. But now that I was going to be running the student committee and working as her assistant, I was going to be incredibly busy.

I probably won’t have time to even think about Enzo.

Which will be good because I didn’t want to be thinking about him. It was only a matter of time before he rejected me and took Connie as his chosen mate anyway.

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Enzo’s POV

It was hard not to look at her; she wore the most beautiful dress, and it complimented her skin tone perfectly.

We haven’t spoken since she came to my campus house last night; for some reason, I felt the need to explain to her that it was a misunderstanding.

Max made me believe that she was upset over the fact that Connie was there in nothing but a towel. She had to have known that nothing was going on between us. Connie was only a dear friend; sure, she made a pass at me, but I dismissed her right away.

Not because of Layla, but because I wouldn’t cross that boundary with someone I thought of as a sister.

But as Layla stood with her group of friends across the dance floor, dancing and laughing, I realized she hadn’t looked over at me the entire time.

She can sense me though; I know she can.

“Do you smell her?” Max breathed, I saw his large nose in my mind’s eye, up in the air and sniffing it like he was in a pastry shop. “The scent of honeysuckle is all around us. It’s her and she smells delicious.”

“Calm yourself,” I muttered to my wolf, not wanting to get into it with him.

The last thing I wanted was for my wolf to lose control. Then everybody would know about me being mates with my student.

I couldn’t have that.

Especially when the school board was here.

“Enzo…” I heard the familiar voice of Mrs. Laurence approaching me. “I’m glad you made it; Layla certainly outdid herself. I must say, I’m impressed.”

“She’s an impressive woman,” I said in return before I could stop the word from coming out of my mouth. Mrs. Laurence just stared at me with wide eyes. “As my student, she’s always been very impressive,” I clarified.

She looked like she bought it because she smiled.

“I see,” she said. “I saw her painting of you in the exhibit. It was nice of you to allow her to paint that.”

“It was a favor to her father,” I lied. “I promised that I would watch over her while she was here, and I intend to keep that promise.”

“That’s very noble of you, Enzo,” Mrs. Laurence said with a grin. “I was just about to leave because it looks like everything is handled here. If you run into any issues, please call me. I’m sure the students are in good hands with you and your security team watching over them.”

“Yes, mam,” I answered, giving her a head nod as she walked away.

I turned back to Layla and this time, I noticed she was watching me. There was a curious look in her eyes, and I realized it was because she wanted to know what Mrs. Laurence was talking to me about.

Once she noticed that I noticed her, I gave her a smirk and watched as her features grew red.

She turned away from me quickly to talk with her friends again. She was avoiding me, or she didn’t want me to know that she noticed me.

She was playing a game and it was oddly enough a turn-on for me and my member.

Our moment in the bathroom was fresh in my mind and I wanted to finish where we left off.

I took a step toward her; I was going to pull her away. I knew it was probably something I shouldn’t do, but I was giving in to my wolf’s request. If I didn’t, he would lose control and I’d be screwed.

But just as I started to get near her, I paused when I saw that she was talking to a boy.

I knew the boy to be the school’s baseball pitcher, Brody.

He was giving her a lopsided grin and she was chuckling at whatever stupid thing he was saying.

He held out a hand for her and I smirked, knowing that she was going to decline it.

A smirk that instantly vanished when she accepted his outstretched hand and went with him to the dance floor.

Layla’s POV

I could feel his eyes on me when I was dancing with Brody. Enzo stayed off in the corner, but he was watching me like he was hungry, and I was his dinner.

I wasn’t sure why that excited me so much. Maybe because I finally had the advantage over him.

If he could be with Connie without a second thought about me, then I should be able to dance with Brody without feeling guilty.

It’s not like he wanted me, so what did I have to feel guilty about?

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