Jake woke early, his mind quickly going over the events of the last 24 hours. He never thought he would see her again, but as soon as she stepped foot on the bus yesterday, he knew. He knew exactly who she was, but she didn't remember him. She had no recollection of saving his life all those years ago. But he did. He remembered the color of her hair. He remembered her smell. He remembered her eyes, the piercing stare she gave him and her determined strength as she pulled him away from danger.
But when she got on the bus, she didn't even glance his way. She barely acknowledged him until he went up to her at the stop. She didn't seem to feel the same pull that he did. Something was off, and he intended to find out what it was. Until then, he had to tread carefully. One wrong word and he was convinced she would run away from him faster than a cheetah on the hunt. He hadn't met anyone as skittish as she was.
Jake got ready and went to Firash's door, pounding on the wood as he opened it. "Rise and shine, motherfucker," he greeted his friend.
"Oh, fuck off," Firash replied.
"Get up, asshole. We need to grab the girls and get breakfast."
Firash groaned. He pulled his head up and looked at the clock. "You bastard, it's only 6 am, there's no way the girls are up already."
"I'll bet you $100 that Ellie has been up for at least an hour and Meredith is dressed by the time we get there. But, you're right, Sam is still snoring. You can wake her up," he wiggled his eyebrows at Firash. "Come on, man, I know that gets you hard."
Firash threw his alarm clock at Jake. Jake dodged the clock and laughed. "So what is it, man, she your mate?"
"I think so," he groaned.
"You think so?"
"Well, I don't know, I feel a pull but that's it," he answered. "Nothing like what Azule said it was supposed to be like."
"Well, considering your brother literally chased his mate down the interstate when she was in a taxi on her way to the airport to go visit her grandparents causing a major accident; I think it's safe to say that no one is going to have the same experience as Azule. He caused a fucking four car pile up."
"He thought he'd never see her again."
"He's a fucking psycho. A stalking psycho."
"Yeah, but she liked it."
The boys headed down to the lounge room, ready to trek up to the girl's dormitory. They walked to the girl's hallway and Jake smirked, gesturing toward Ellie and Meredith, sitting at a table in the entranceway, talking quietly.
"How long have you girls been up?" Jake asked nonchalantly.
Ellie looked at her watch, "Uh, 2 hours now about."
"Just 45 minutes, but I shower fast," Meredith added.
Jake held his hand out to Firash as Firash grumbled and pulled the money out of his wallet, handing it to Jake.
"What's that for?" Ellie asked curiously.
"Nothing," Jake and Firash said in unison.
"So, classes start today, what do you have first. Have you gotten your assignments yet?" Firash asked Meredith as he peered over her shoulder at the paper she was reading.
"No, we were looking at the newspaper. There was a shooting overnight just two towns over. It looks like some crazy man went on a rampage at a bar in town. Seven people died and 13 were wounded. It's insane." Meredith indicated the article she had been reading.
"When do we get our class assignments?" Ellie asked the other three.
"This morning after orientation. We have to go to the auditorium for orientation at 9, then we will get our schedules at noon and have the afternoon free to settle in on campus. Classes start tomorrow," Jake offered helpfully. He would know the way things worked since his grandfather was the head of their house after all. Ellie gave Jake a small smile of thanks and looked around the common room.
"Do you think we should wake up Sam? It's almost 8:30, she'll want to get ready before we head over to the auditorium." Ellie asked helpfully. Jake smirked at Firash and pushed him toward Sam's room.
"All yours, buttercup," he said with a laugh. Firash shot him a look and went off in the direction of Sam's room.
"What was that about?" Meredith asked Jake.
"Firash thinks he is Sam's mate. Don't tell her yet, he wants to be sure. Has she said anything?" Jaked asked the girls.
"No, but Sam's still 16, don't you have to be 17 before you find your mate?" Meredith asked helpfully.
"Yes, and that makes so much sense now. That's why he doesn't feel the full effects of the pull yet. She's still underage." Jake nodded in understanding.
"So, Firash is 17?" Ellie asked Jake.
"He turns 17 in three months, I imagine he only feels the slight effects because his birthday is so near. Sam's just turned 16, she still has 11 months to go until she turns 17, she probably won't feel anything for months yet." Jake explained. He was starting to understand that Ellie needed explanations for anything related to wolves, she was grossly unlearned when it came to werewolves, even though she was the daughter of two.
Ellie nodded, her face a mask of confusion.
"What's the matter?" Meredith asked her.
"Will I have a mate?" Ellie asked, her face a mask of confusion. "Normal humans don't usually have mates, right? So, a wolfless werewolf, is that even a thing? Do I even qualify?" Ellie sat pondering her situation. Jake noticed with hope that she hadn't burst into tears or hysterics during the conversation. They were making progress, albeit slow progress.
"Yes, you'll definitely have a mate." Jake confirmed.
"She will?" Meredith asked.
"How do you know?" Ellie asked. "I could just be an anomaly, I might not have a mate and then I could marry a normal human more like me."
Jake inadvertently growled, then covered his growl by clearing his throat. Meredith shot him a quick glance, but he was pretty sure Ellie didn't notice.
"I'm almost positive that you will have a mate, but time will tell. You'll likely know by the time you're 17 since most wolves in the area go to this school and we meet up with other schools for holiday events for the specific purpose of finding mates." Jake confirmed.
"We have events just to find mates?" Ellie asked in confusion.
"Yes!" Sam had joined the trio with a flourish. "Oh, just wait, Ellie! The Christmas Ball is so supposed to be the best event of the season, we get to meet up with the full pacific northwest packs and they let us drink. It's the best! Or so I've heard," she added with a blush.
Jake laughed at her antics. "So, did Firash wake you up nicely?" He asked innocently.
"No! The rat bastard, he jumped ON TOP OF ME!" She emphasized each word with a punch to Firash's arm. "I was sleeping so peacefully and then he practically smothered me with his overwhelming bulk! UGH!" Sam let out a fake protest.
"We should get going, it's quarter to nine and we need to get to the auditorium." Ellie mentioned as she glanced at her phone which had vibrated with an alert. Jake watched as she stood up, hit ignore on the notification and put her phone back in her pocket. "Everyone ready?"
They filed out and down the stairs toward the auditorium as a group, watching students from other halls join the flow of people walking to the auditorium. The group found seats and settled in for a three hour orientation covering all of the basics of life at the academy, which would be their home for at least the next four years.
As soon as Halloween was over, it felt like life was on fast-forward. The days flew by and suddenly it was two days until Ellie and Jake's shared birthday. The campus had turned to fall, decorations and trees alike reflecting the orange and red hues typical of this time of year."We're going out for dinner tomorrow night," Amanda said, nudging Ellie with her arm as they headed in toward class. "I don't know," Ellie said, shaking her head as she gestured toward four books in her hand. "I need to get these read by the end of the weekend.""It's your birthday, Els, you can take a break for dinner with your best friend," Amanda teased.Ellie looked at Amanda with surprise then scrunched up her face in confusion and looked up at the sky, silently counting."Tomorrow is the 12th," Amanda replied with a snort. "Your birthday.""Shoot, I forgot it was tomorrow," Ellie said with a small laugh. "Dinner sounds good."Amanda laughed as they sat in their seats, waiting for the lecture to begin."
Ellie paced in her room, Amanda was sitting on the couch watching as she walked back and forth. "Maybe we should figure out how to-" Amanda's voice was cut off by a knock on the door as Sam and Meredith swung the door open and walked in without preamble. Hannah came behind, walking slower, her face pensive as she pondered some private conundrum. Ellie could guess that her mind was preoccupied with her mate. "It's time to get dressed!" Sam said with her normal exuberance. "We are going to have the best time tonight! I can't wait to see you in your dress, you will seriously make the BEST demon." "Because that's what I want to be doing right now," Ellie muttered. Sam was still talking and didn't hear her mumbling as Ellie walked to her window, looking at the destruction in the courtyard beyond. Remnants of buildings were piled to the side of the walkways and Ellie's heart clenched at the memory of the students that had died in the blast. There had been a few in her class, the student
Ellie could feel herself clam up, her nerve flying right out the window in retreat of the icy green stares that pierced her resolve. There were six emerald-green eyes staring her down. One set was icy, one was angry, and one was almost disappointed, a sadness seeping in. "Els," Jake started, shaking his head as he paused. He looked disappointed and Ellie knew she was the cause. She was surprised to realize that she cared how he felt about her actions, but she supposed that happened when you grew closer to a mate. You suddenly want to please them. That was a weird feeling. She shook her head at her wayward thoughts, realizing she had been caught visiting a prisoner that she wasn't supposed to see. It was just Stefano, though. He was innocent. This was her Stefano. Her friend, not some dangerous criminal. "He didn't do it," she started, her voice soft and shaky. The glare of Eloise was enough to send her stomach into twists of nerves. She was certain she was going to be sick if she ha
Ellie's head was spinning. She was concentrating hard and it was giving her a headache. Determined to keep the brick wall sturdy in her mind, keeping her thoughts private, for once, she crept down the dark corridor of the teacher's hall and glanced to her left, searching for a staircase leading downstairs. She was on the ground floor, looking for something that would point her in the right direction of the basement. Dungeons are always in the basement, she thought wryly as she tried to determine which way to go to find Stefano. She crept forward slowly, trying to keep her step light, knowing the hall was filled with werewolves with super-hearing and super-senses. She didn't live under the illusion she would make it all the way down to the dungeons and back without getting caught but she was hopeful she would be able to sneak in and see Stefano before the werewolves clued into her presence. So far, the werewolves on campus had been doing a pretty good job trying to keep her away from
Marcus looked at the building Ellie was pointing toward, his eyes widening a fraction as he glanced back at Ellie. "You stay here, understand me? Don't move. I need to go help," Marcus replied, distracted, his hand gripping Ellie's arm in a tight, death hold. Ellie nodded, her eyes wide with fright. She couldn't bear the thought that Jake had been in the building when the blast occurred. A building that was now a pile of rubble. If he had been inside, he was very likely dead. No one could survive that. She felt tears coursing down her cheeks as she watched Marcus run across the quad toward the stones, glancing back at her every few feet to make sure she was still alright where he had left her. She watched him go, her eyes not daring to look at the ground around the building. In her peripheral vision, she could see hands and feet and she couldn't bear to look where she might find a body. Those were her friends. She had very likely lost friends in the blast and until she knew which
It was 3:36 in the morning, Ellie had been out for three days. In a rush of breath, she sat up in bed, gasping in air as she woke suddenly from her deep sleep. If you could call it a deep sleep. Meeting the Fates wasn't exactly a restful experience. Her hair was wild, she had a very distinct and very pungent odor that made her nose cringe and she felt like she had been underwater for a very long time as she gasped for breath. The sound of her pulling air in and pushing it out with the force of someone that had just escaped death was enough to wake Jake from his sleep. He had stayed by her side for days. He refused to leave her. Even when he was supposed to go visit his mother, he canceled the trip to stay with Ellie. He may only have a few weeks left with her and he planned to stay as close to her as possible for however long he had. No one would take this time from him. "ELLIE!" Jake's voice rang through the infirmary. Between the sound of Jake's cry of surprise and Ellie's gasp