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Chapter 4
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2023-05-18 12:58:10PRESENT TIME – November 10th, 2017
Lyon's POV
I've never felt so excited to go about my day. Yes, you could say I told Theressa the truth after last night.
My months of worrying about my mate being a human and the fact that I'm also attracted to her is over. I've been naive so far.
"I can't wait to see you sign Theressa as your Luna! If you followed what I said three months ago, you wouldn't have to torment yourself every night because of Theressa's charms. She's your type!"
Yes, I'm not ashamed that I was blown away by Theressa's intelligence, gentleness, kindness and patience. She has something I can't find in other women.
This feeling was also made clearer when I got an answer from Theressa last night. Too many moments happened. When he falls into the lake, it becomes one of my favorite moments; I mean, I can save him and hug him tightly.
I've always wanted one thing since I saw her cry when Brian left her.
It's just I'm too stiff and stupid to express feelings. Likewise, when I picked her up this morning, Theressa's charm was so enchanting. He appeared simple but captivating. I want to praise him, but my tongue is too heavy to get those words out.
"You are pathetic, Lyon."
"Shut up, Zoe!"
"Good morning, Lyon."
"Morning."
See? I should be able to say it with, 'Morning, pretty.' I can only keep it all in my heart.
"Okay, I'm ready to go," Theressa said. She got on the motorbike and sat in an upright position.
I saw her from the rearview mirror; she did not embrace my waist like a woman riding a motorbike on a sports motorbike.
I can't say or express my interest in her through words, but I can show it through actions. I took Theressa's hand and put it around my waist.
"Hold on tight; I don't want you to fall."
"Woohoo! That's my boy!"
"Stop screaming, Zoe!"
For the first time, I blushed behind my helmet. I never thought that riding a motorbike would be so interesting with Theressa.
**
"Everyone is looking at us."
This is the third time I've heard the same sentence from Theressa. Since we arrived at school, all eyes have been on us. I'm sure they never expected us to get close like this.
The peak is now as we arrive at the locker hallway. The girls who used to scream at me looked at Theressa disdainfully. And this is the reason why Theressa is feeling troubled.
"And for the third time, I'll say it, let them look at us. Why do you care so much about what others think?" I said.
Theressa stopped walking and said, "I don't know. I feel weird, Lyon. Everything happened so suddenly. We don't have anything, I don't know; I feel like I'm not ready to be seen by many people."
"Okay, in that case, you can go to class first, and I'll catch up. Simple, people won't suspect that we're close."
"That's not what I meant. I've been thinking all night; we never talk about anything. Even when you invited me to dinner, we didn't exchange words. You were silent, and I tried to bring up some topics, but you responded coldly. Then, you gave me an unexpected reality. Honestly, I doubt if this can go smoothly, Lyon..."
Theressa looked at me pleadingly. I hope she doesn't say she wants to reject me. I would be devastated if that happened.
"Well, haven't I explained everything to you? We agreed to take it easy; no need to rush. You were the one who asked us to take it slowly. We're doing it right, going together and now talking. It's a normal thing for people who are getting closer. You're smart; you should understand that there's nothing wrong with this, Theressa."
Okay, I'm out of control. I'm just speaking randomly to hide my uneasiness. I don't want Theressa to reject me.
"Well, okay. You're right; I'm just uncomfortable because of the intimidating gazes from the girls who are surely angry and annoyed at me for being close to their ideal guy," Theressa said.
"In that case, let's make them even angrier."
"Wait, what?!"
I grabbed Theressa's hand and pulled her back to continue walking to class. As expected, all those crazy girls screamed hysterically. I should thank them after this for bridging the gap for me to do this.
**
"Hey, Lyon."
Brian approached me with a sly expression. I wonder what he's thinking.
"What?"
"I saw you with Theressa. Are you dating her?"
"Why?"
"Nothing, I was just asking. It's just a coincidence that you saw me kissing another girl, and now you're with her in the same room when our relationship ended. Interesting. But, I want you to know that our previous relationship lasted a long time, 3 years. The possibility of you replacing me in Theressa's heart is hard; I can guarantee that."
Brian walked away. It was indeed a pointless conversation. Weird and narcissistic guys like Brian are hard to figure out. Is he jealous? But it seems unlikely. Brian has yet to greet Theressa since the breakup, and now when they pass each other at the door, Brian continues walking without acknowledging Theressa.
"Did he talk to you?" Theressa asked.
"No."
"Okay, so, me and my friends from the science group will gather in the library after school. We'll be discussing some important things related to the upcoming competition. I'll go home with them."
"Why not just go with me? I can drop you off anywhere. Who's going to give you a ride in that science group?"
"I'll go with Ryan; he has a car. It'll be easier, we have the same destination, and it won't bother you, Lyon."
Ugh, Ryan. I know that guy is interested in Theressa. He's also been trying to get close to her. I won't let them go alone together.
"No, you're going with me. I feel fine. Besides, I also want to look for something in the library. So, I can wait for you until you're done."
"Really? I didn't know you enjoyed reading books."
"Looking for something doesn't mean I enjoy that thing, Theressa."
"Well, okay. So, I'll let them know that you'll be joining us. Cool."
Ah, my response was so foolish. I hope she doesn't suspect and think I'm crazy. Even though I'm so interested in Theressa, I don't want her to see me as someone obsessed with her. I don't know; my Alpha nature is too proud when it comes to love thing.
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