3. What's On Zane's Mind?

Zane’s POV

What is this stupid girl trying to do?

How dare she bring up my ex-girlfriend Katherine like that? I am the only person who knows the real reason for her death and here is this stupid girl accusing me of shit.

Her idea is not bad actually. I should really kill her too because she is a pain in my ass. She has been for over 10 years now. I have tried my best to maintain a distance from her but she always comes around.

She is literally a beauty with no brains. Even yesterday she let that old hag harass her. And instead of taking a stand for herself she fought with me and slapped me!

There is literally no reason I should not kill her. 

Except for one. A voice in my head noted.

I still remember the day I first saw her, I was around 10 years old and she was probably 8. But even then she was a burst of absolute sunshine. Gliding down the stairs gracefully, just like a sunrise on top of a vast ocean. 

Amelia Ford, that name was a form of worship for me but now it leaves nothing but a bitter taste in my mouth.

I was mesmerized by her when my parents attended the inter-pack meeting with her parents. Ever since we had been best of friends, until the day her parents died. Their death changed a lot of things including her and her family's place in the society.

Taking a walk down the memory can’t is definitely not a good idea. So instead I returned my self in the moment as I glared at her wanting to choke the fuck out of her. I have to make right decisions in my life because I am preparing myself to become the next Alpha of the Blood Shire Pack.

But the minute I grasped her with my palm, the beast inside me gave me some explicit ideas that I should not have regarding her. I liked the way her pulse felt under my palm. I liked a little fear mixed with a lot of rage in her eyes. 

I like the way her eyes still trusted me to not hurt her. But that also angered me.

So with considerable force I pushed her towards her friend. And her friend immediately caught her. 

Amelia looked a little pale but instead of backing down she came forward again as she said, “You think you can scare me like this? Well you are mistaken because I am done tolerating yours and your bitch's shit!” she yelled in my face and I wanted to smirk after seeing how workers up I got her.

But I didn’t get a chance to make a comeback because the dean interrupted us.

“Students, what is going on here?” He asked in his so called strict voice but one frown from me and he zipped his mouth, after noticing me between all the students. 

“Amelia and Zane, in my office,” he said sternly as she still tried to make it seem like he was in control. Poor soul.

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Amelia’s POV 

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“Zane, will you explain what was going on?” the dean asked Zane and I wanted to interrupt them so badly because I knew the dean would believe whatever lies Zane would feed him.

After all, the Ark Town University belongs to Zane’s dad and he is surely not going to get reprimanded for any damn thing!

So before Zane could utter anything I jumped in and said, “Sir, his girlfriend harassed me verbally and then he tried to hurt me physically!” I stated, hurt clearly evident in my voice.

“Miss Ford, I think I questioned Zane and when I saw you, you didn’t exactly look hurt,” he replied harshly and that shut me up. I knew it would be vain to argue with these people. “So Mr. Alistair, what's really the matter?” he questioned again.

“This slu… I mean the girl tried to hurt my friends and then accused me as well,” Zane lied, his expression completely calm. Whereas I was biting the inside of my cheeks because I wanted to smack the shit out of him.

How dare he call me a slut in front of the dean? How dare he call me a slut at all?

“Miss Amelia Ford, you must be well aware that this behavior is against the students’ code of conduct. Hence I will punish you by suspending you for 3 days,” he declared and I slammed my feet angrily. 

He made that decision without even conducting an inquiry about the situation. But even an I quirky wouldn’t be helpful because I know every student will side by Zane.

After I was punished the dean dismissed us.

“Are you happy now that I am punished for yours and your girlfriend's rudeness?!” I asked Zane angrily and instead of reacting to my question he walked closer to me as he whispered, “That’s what you get for throwing your stiff tantrums at me! Don’t you ever dare forget your place in this community. You are nothing but roadside trash. Used and thrown by everyone!” he replied with a demeaning smirk on his arrogant face.

His words hit me like a truck and my eyes burned with the tears that were threatening to ooze out. 

I couldn’t hold my anger anymore so like a thunderbolt I moved to slap him, twice in the 2 days. But he was fast this time and he defended my blow by grabbing on my wrist. 

He wrapped his long fingers around my wrists as he warned, “Don’t you ever dare hit me again.”

“I hope you don’t find a place even in hell!” I gritted out. 

“And I hope that I never see you again in this school!”

“Oh, you will see me around in about three days. So glad to disappoint you.” I told him sardonically and then added, “You can try all of your shit on me Zane, I promise you I will never break down because of you. If anything you are just helping me to discover the real me,” I told him and didn’t even give him a moment to reply as I turned around and walked out of the school. 

Screw you Zane Alistair!