Chapter 5

Aliyah's POV

My mind was reeling, a million and one different emotions passing through my mind at the speed of light. Tears started to prick my eyes again and I lowered my gaze from the blinding green pair that held mine.

"Damn!" Leah gushes from beside me.

"That's one hell of a snack," Becca added, voice dripping with reverence.

I could understand. I freaking shared that sentiment myself. My fingers found each other and wrung themselves together, my heart galloping in my chest as the weight of my decisions stamped a path in my mind.

Kelly added to the gushing. "How are the Deville men so freaking hot? I'll definitely snag that if he wasn't my professor."

Becca laughed at the comment. "You're done with Thurnbull already?"

That name gave me pause. Was Kelly interested in Jude?

She waved a hand like it was a nothing. "Oh, please. It's just a little fun." She paused for a second. "Wait, why does he look familiar?"

The words caused me to choke, and suddenly the air in the room felt too tight. I coughed, embarrassment washing over me as eyes turned to me.

Leah rubbed her palm down my back. "Hey, are you okay?" Her voice oozed with concern.

I looked up at her through the tears that were clinging to my lashes. "Can you please seek permission for me to leave? I don't feel so good."

She nodded, then turned around. "Excuse me, ma'am. My friend needs to see the nurse."

I didn't hear what the response was, but then she tapped me and nodded. Not waiting to be told twice, I got up and hurried out of the crowded hall, letting my tears drop now.

Everything in me felt different. It felt like I was on fire and on deep ice all at once. My heart felt heavy, and my breathing was a mixture of erratic and slow.

I rushed into an empty classroom, fingers trailing through my hair as I paced from one end of the room to the other.

What the hell was I going to do? How the hell was I going to get myself out of this situation? I had already made things so damn bad by being a blabbermouth and accusing Professor Deville - the one I've wanted since forever - of being the man that took my first time.

How was I going to be able to look him in the face now? How was I going to be able to undo the damage that I had done?

A groan tore out of my mouth, more and more of my tears hitting the ground as I continued to move back and forth.

"Maybe you should apologize?" My wolf called out in my head.

"How am I going to do that, Maya? He's angry, and rightfully so since I accused him of having an affair with me and then denying it."

My head was throbbing now, but when Maya spoke again, it was with a softness that was meant to calm my mind.

"Just explain yourself, Liya. I'm sure he'd understand."

"Understand what? That I am some loose ass woman who has one night stands with strange men in a club?"

I heard my annoying wolf snicker at my description. "He's in his office right now, go to him and apologize."

She was right. I knew she was. My fingers reached my cheeks and wiped away the traces of tears from my eyes.

On shaky legs, I found my way over to the History halls, my limbs trembling as I moved in the direction of the offices lined at the end of the hallway.

I finally made it to the door, and just as I raised my hand to knock, voices greeted me from the other side.

"You didn't have to come here, Ty. What the hell do you think you're doing?"

My heart skipped at the mention of his name, and from that voice too.

"I'm doing what needs to be done." The voice had that undercurrent that reminded me of everything that happened the night before.

I heard movement, like someone had risen from a chair and was moving now.

"The pack needs one of us."

"Nope. The pack needs you. I don't get to be replacement because someone wants to play house."

This time when Professor Skylar spoke, his voice was laced with anger. "Play house? You know just how important this revenge is to everyone involved."

My mind raced with questions. What the hell were they talking about? Revenge? Who was seeking revenge and on who? And what revenge could be sought here in Rising moon?

The man from last night spoke up, his voice brimming with the weight of his next words.

"Revenge stopped being on your mind a long time ago, Sky. The pack members think of you as a traitor now."

There was a sigh, this one intense with the emotions that were typical of Professor Skylar - indifference. "And what do you think, Ty? Do you agree with them?"

For some reason, I held my breath. I wanted to know the outcome of this conversation even though I knew it had nothing to with me. The tension between them was weighty, and it was very loud.

I inched closer to the door now, leabing against it slightly as I waited for the response from the man I...

My head shook. No. This was not the time to be having this thought.

"And what the hell do you think you're doing here?" A female voice snapped from beside me, causing me to jerk in shock.

I turned around to face the intruder, finding Professor Whyte, our math professor, watching me with an arched brow and a face that held far more than just a tiny accusation.

From the looks of it, I was probably just sneaking around and eavesdropping on conversations that had nothing to do with me. My throat bobbed in a hard swallow, fear sitting pretty in the center of my chest and making me feel small in the face of her sternness.

I simply watched her, unable to give a response. My eyes stayed trained on hers the whole time, and the longer I stayed silent, the more her eyes blazed with fury.

"I'm going to ask you just once more before I take you to the Dean." Her voice rumbled with the weight of the threat. "What are you doing sneaking around your professor's office?”