Chapter 5

Mariah POV

I’m walking to the field, mad and confused. Who the hell does he think he is kissing and grabbing me like that? Ugh, I hate that my body reacted now it did. Stupid hormones. Fucking asshat Alpha, if he ever tries that again, I will chop his dick off. I tried to calm down before I arrived at the field. I can sense him behind me, and it only irritates me more. Sparring should help relieve some of this anger. I finally arrive at the field and see that many are sparring already.

“You late Miss Cruz.” Mr. Peters says.

“I’m sorry it won’t happen again,” I reply.

“Find a partner and start sparring.” Mr. Peters says. 

“I’ll be her partner,” Logan says.

I smile at him and walk towards him.

“You, okay?” He asks worriedly.

“I’m fine,” I say with a smile.

“Okay, Ready? Don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you.” He says with a smirk.

I raise my eyebrow. “Don’t. I’m sure I can handle you.” I say with an innocent smile.

We go to our spots, and we get ready to begin sparring. When I hear a low growl, I look back and see Nick fuming. Oh, this would be fun. 

The teacher blows the whistles, and we begin. He launches at me, and I avoid him, jumping to the side and landing a soft kick to his side. He looks at me and smiles. We keep sparring, but not generally like everyone else; we are flirting more than throwing real hits. Nick is watching us. I can tell he’s trying to remain passive so no one notices he’s mad, but from the way, his knuckles are turning white, I can tell my plan to get him mad for what he did earlier is working perfectly. Logan launches at me again, and I trip him, making him fall. I turn him, get on him, and hold his hands up.

“Surrender?” I whisper seductively.

“Never.” He smirks and flips us over.

He is now on top of me, pinning my hands to the ground. We are staring at each other until a growl catches our attention. Nick is fuming and angry, and Logan is smirking. The teacher blows his whistle, signaling class is over.

“Okay, students, that’s all for today; see you guys tomorrow.” Mr. Peters says.

Logan gets off me and gets me up.

“That was fun; you should be my daily partner,” Logan says.

“Maybe I should,” I say and wink.

“U shouldn’t.” Nick spits mad.

Why is he listening behind me? I turn to look at him and roll my eyes. 

“You aren’t my boss,” I say, annoyed.

“I’ll see you tonight, Logan,” I tell him with a smile.

I walk past Nick, bumping onto his shoulder, and towards the school.

The rest of the day goes fast, and it is finally time to go home. I walk out of the school and see that the guys and Rose are waiting by the car for me. I get in the car, and everyone is talking about their day. I’m annoyed that Nick keeps looking at me through the viewmirror. So, I decided to put my air pods on and listen to music until we got home. The ride went slow since I was ignoring everyone. We finally arrived at our house. Josh gets out first and pulls the chair forward so I can get out. I climbed out fast, feeling his stare burn through me. Walking to the house, I hear them talking.

“Be ready by 8:15, bro; I’ll pick you guys up for the party,” Nick says.

“Sounds good, bro,” Josh replies.

I walk into the house and groan.

“Hey princess, how was your day?” My father asks.

“Hey, daddy, it was okay,” I reply.

“Your mom and me are going to the packhouse for some business. If you want, order some pizza.” Dad says.

“It’s okay, Daddy. Josh and I are going to a party later on. We will eat over there.” I reply.

“Alright, sounds good. You guys have fun.” Dad replies.

I head to my room and nap until it is time to get ready. My alarm rings, and I wake up. I look at my phone; it’s already 7 p.m. I strip my clothes and head to my bathroom to get in the tub. Twenty-five minutes go by, and I finally get out of the bath. I put my hair in a messy bun and started applying some make-up. I go for some gold eyeshadow with black wing liner and some red lipstick. 

After I finish with my make-up, I start getting dressed. I put my red crop top on and some short denim jeans with some white sneakers. I go into the closet and grab my red crossbody bag. I fold my bikini and put it inside my bag if I decide to get in the pool tonight. I have lipstick and keys inside the bag as well. I start heading downstairs to meet with my brother. 

“Damn, Looking, beautiful sis,” Josh says.

“Thank you, brother; you look handsome, too,” I smile.

My brother’s phone dings, and he tells me Nick is waiting for us outside. Well, here goes nothing.