Chapter 5(Perfect Wife)

Present Day****

Alpha Lord Lugard's Pov

I am sitting at my desk, having Isadora willingly invade my mind and soul with her green eyes as an emerald and pretty face. Not much to say of her physical changes, she is still the lively little girl who always laughed loudly around the house, whose giggles were so cute. And with golden hair that shone brightly like a goddess.

It was so surprising that my heart skipped a beat, almost rendering me speechless when I locked eyes with her. That's far from something I had expected. Lyanna Coblah? Was she deceiving us? I looked straight into her eyes when she spoke and I was sure she wasn't telling lies. And anyways, why will she do that?

A man walks in, old with receding hairline and unkept gray malnourished hair, shuffling his feet and finally stopping behind a lectern that he is a few inches taller than. He didn't look like a professor deem for this institution. However, who knows? He could be the most intelligent teacher the school has ever been blessed with. He removes his glasses and stares at the class of 20 students.

"Sorry, I have been away for two weeks because of an emergency. I am told I have a new student joining my class, Drake Shelton, can I see you?" I wave my hand and he nods.

"Good, I have heard so much about you, I am told how intelligent you are. Anyway, before we touch on the topic for today, I would first introduce one more person who has joined our class today."

Our attention turns to the door, and unexpectedly, Princess Isadora enters. And again, I feel a strange tightness in my chest. It had nothing to do with hatred, perhaps the opposite.

"She's called Lyanna Coblah and please treat her kindly. Miss Lyanna, please sit by Mr. Shelton for the time being, alright?" She smiles at me then to the whole class before taking a seat closer to mine.

"So I have met you again, and your name is Drake Shelton. Happy to sit by you here." She whispers to me while the class is in session.

I look over at her and smirk, she's going to regret ever seeing my face and talking to me. It's just going to be a matter of time.

"You seem like a very reserved, quiet person, I guess I shouldn't disturb you." She pauses then looks at the teacher before whispering.

"But they say people like you are devils, how true is that?" I smirk with eyebrows elevated at her question.

"Miss Lyanna, I didn't put you there to talk. Please pay attention, the both of you." The professor says and she flushed with embarrassment.

"Drake Shelton, could you explain the theory on the board to the students, they might get you better than they do me. Please step forward and have the marker."

Thankfully, I looked through the text book before stepping into the class today and I also understand the theory the teacher taught. It's quite easy but tricky.

After successfully explaining everything, almost all the ladies including Lyanna wanted to be my friends immediately. But I have no interest in any of them, well, at least not now.

"That was excellent, anyway, there was a much shorter way to go about that." She pauses and then writes something down on a piece of paper. I check it and she's right.

"Excellent!" I remark with a smirk and turn my focus to the teacher. A perfect wife she will be.

"I have this feeling that you do not like me, are you like that with everyone? Wait! Am I too ugly to be your friend?"

"Princess Isadora, we are in class."

"Excuse me?" She says with horror and disapproval. Only then I realized I've fuck it up, she isn't Isadora anymore. Does she even know she's a real Princess with a promising future?

"This is your last warning, if you talk again you will sit in front, Miss Lyanna."

"I am sorry, Professor Adams." I stare at her but she doesn't stare back.

"So this brings us to the end of today's lesson. That's the assignment on the board and I will be expecting to have them on my desk at 7 in the morning. Is that clear?"

"Yes," the class responds in unison.

"Good! Mr. Oh what did he say his name was again?"

"Drake Shelton, Mr. Adams." A brunette in front offers kindly.

"Thanks Vicky. So Mr. Drake Shelton and Miss Lyanna, could you please go to my office after here? Last three weeks I divided the class into groups and since you are two let's work something out together."

With that, he packs his belongings and goes out of the class. Noises all over, one which will not allow you to think.

"Hey there, sexy?" A boy with spiky hair says as he approaches Lyanna. He looks unhealthy, caused by excess intake of alcohol, junk foods and perhaps drugs. Seems like he is the bully around here.

Oh, he's caught the wrong fish, no one plays fuck*n stupid with my Princess Isadora.

"My name is Lyanna and in fact, I am far from being sexy, Mr. Annoying."

"Seems to me our girl here is the type that plays hard to get. Anyway, who doesn't love a challenge, my dearest bitch?" He touches her hair. I lowered my gaze, still glued in my chair and patiently waiting for him to cross another line.

"Get your filthy hands off me," Lyanna yanks his hand and gets up, he follows.

"Do you understand what she just said or would you rather I help you understand? I guess it's been long since you experienced a bleeding nose caused by someone."

"Look who's talking, who are you newcomer?" He laughs.

"You wouldn't wish to know." I hold Lyanna by the arm and drag her along with me.

"I didn't ask you for your help, next time allow me to handle my own case. Thank you." She yanks her arm and walks briskly in front of me.

Who said I did it for her, as far as I am concerned I want her dead. However, that boy, I wanted to put him where he belonged and I am going to. How dare he speak to me like I was his mate?

Lyanna enters the office first and I follow.

"Oh, you are here. Yes, you can have your seat." We sat down across from him.

"I was just informed that the groups are full. So let's do it this way, I will put the two of you in one group and oh, there's this other student who went for a business trip. He will be part of the two of you to become three. Until then, there will be no assignment."

"That's understood." Lyanna remarks.

"One more thing, eh, Miss Lyanna, I didn't like your attitude today in my class. If it continues again in my next class I am going to be forced to change your position. I hope you are well aware the front desk is empty?"

"Changing my position wouldn't be a problem at all. In fact, I want to leave, Mr. Shelton does not like me and I don't know what I have done to him." The teachers avert his gaze on me.

"Mr. Shelton, is that true?"

"I guess so." I reply softly and she sighs, her face scrunches together.

The professor stays mute for a while and then shrugs.

"Mr. Shelton, I understand that girls can be sometimes dramatic but you should know how to handle them. Lyanna, please calm down, alright? I think that will be all for now. Enjoy the rest of the day."

We stand up and flounce. Lyanna halts and turns around. I take a glimpse of her adorable face, she looks like an angel sent from heaven to prove to mankind what true beauty is. I stare down on her sensational lips, wishing I can pull her closer and press her lips against mine. Perhaps to feel the warmth I have been longing for.

"Now I want you to tell me again that you really hate me."

"I hate you." I declare and silence draws down like a curtain. Only our eyes did the rest of the talking. I ran my hand in my hair, why did I do that? Am I not supposed to feign feelings for her?

"I was just kidding, how can I hate the most beautiful girl I have ever come across?" I smirk, her face lightens.

"That wasn't funny at all, it's not close to being funny." She rolls her eyes and I overlook it. She's going to be punished one way or the other. You don't roll your eyes at Alpha Lord.

I came close enough that our lips were a few inches away. I can hear her loud heartbeat but I don't react. My hand moves to her face to caress her soft cheeks. I lean over, her eyes shut in anticipation.

"Princess, you are going to be my wife. That's my ultimate goal for being alive, honey." I whisper in her eyes and when I retreat, those large eyes are all over me.

"I don't understand what you are saying?" She says very softly.

"You don't have to." I reply with a benign smile and leave her standing there wrapped in confusion.