Nothing but my instructor

*****************Blake POV******************

When the light of dawn shone on my face, I kept staring at the window, annoyed that it was morning already and I haven't fallen asleep like I wanted to do.

Suddenly the echo of a soft knock drew my attention towards the doorway.

“Come in,” I mumbled, focusing back on the window.

A few seconds later, Nero walked into the room, gazed at me, and said, “Come downstairs to eat. I made breakfast.” 

After waiting for a few seconds, I threw the bedspread off me and got out of bed.

Then I stopped in front of Nero, and although I wanted to be mad at him, I didn't know how to act because the flashes of memories from last night kept torturing me every time I stared at his face.

The thought of the way his hand traced against my bare skin caused me to pause, feeling nervous that he might sense that I was getting heated again and that I was yearning for his manly hands to drive me insane like last night.

"An omega heat lasts for four to seven days so if you need my shirt, you can take a few," Nero said, staring into my darting eyes. "Unmated Omegas have many options to get relief…"

"Don't!" I shouted.

Then without uttering a word to Nero, I walked past him and headed out of the room.

A couple of minutes later, when we both arrived in the dining room, I frowned at the cereal box, the milk jar, and two bowls on the table. Then I glared at him and said, "You said that you made breakfast?"

"What are you staring at?" Nero calmly uttered, pulling a chair out.

After he sat down, I pouted, and then I took my seat, pulling the bowl towards me as I blurted out, "And here I thought you cooked something fancy, causing my poor heart to beat like crazy because I thought it was sexy that you can cook."

"Sorry to disappoint you, princess." Nero casually said as he pulled his milk into his bowl.

Enraged, I aggressively tossed the spoon into my bowl and harshly said, "Don't call me, princess! I'm not a princess!"

It fell awkwardly silent between us, and I felt my heart sink when I noticed the way Nero looked at me.

"Just please don't call me that," I mumbled, reaching for the box of cereal.

"How did you get your injury yesterday?" Nero asked.

"It was Karen and her stupid followers."

"I know that. I meant the morning we met. You had bloodstains on your hands and sweater."

 A sense of sadness choked me and I felt a bit suffocated as I grabbed the milk jar, opened it, and dumped it into my bowl.

Then I hit the jar on the table and said, "My dad. Thankfully, I can heal faster, so at least my DNA didn't screw me up completely."

Even though I was trying to fight my urge to cry as I took a spoonful of the cereal, as I chomped on it, I felt my tears trailing down my face, and I aggressively sniffed, striving to pull myself together.

Unbelievable! Nero sat there in silence watching me break down and cried my eyes out like some pathetic soul which I was. But still, not even consoling me! How cold can he get!

"I'm sorry," Nero finally mumbled when our gaze met.

"It's okay. I'm used to being the black sheep of the family." I whispered, drying my face with the back of my hand.

The rest of breakfast happened in silence, and after we got through eating, I was about to pick up his and my empty bowl when Nero said, "Leave it. We are running late."

"To go where?" I blurted out without thinking for a second.

"You are a student at the school that I teach at, and I have to get to class and so do you," Nero said, raising his brow. "We need to get you some clothes. You can not show up on campus in my t-shirt!"

The fear that I had long forgotten over the night finally resurfaced and my heart started to be pounded in my chest, violently.

“I don't want to go back to school or home,” I mumbled, taking two unstable steps backward.

“Well, that's going to be a problem. I have to take you back. I bet, your family is looking for you!" Nero said, glaring at me.

The air in the dining room suddenly felt suffocating as I tried to breathe, and my breath got shallow by the second.

“Don't take me back.” I cried as I tightened my fist, feeling my nails in the skin of my palm.

"Blake, you gotta go home! I can not keep you in my place!" Nero said, frowning at me. "Helping you was just a one-time thing!"

The feeling of panic suddenly overcame me, raising the fine hairs on the back of my neck as I listened to my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

Then I subconsciously took a step back and screamed while crying my eyes out, “He will hurt me, really bad, or worse! Please, let me stay here. I can cook, clean, and I can do whatever you ask of me. I beg you to not take me back to that monster!" 

"You are young! You can't spend your life hiding away in my house!" Nero said as a look of confusion settled on his face while watching the tears pour down my chin.

"Okay, then please help me escape! I promise that once I'm out of the state, I won't bother you anymore!" 

"No, Blake! I came here to get a fresh start and not to entangle myself with you or your family!" 

Hardening his face, Nero frowned and coldly uttered as his eyes turned red, "You are going to school, and that's final!" 

Within a split second, I felt a dominant force awaken in me that I have only started to feel since yesterday, and even though I was still in doubt about it, a part of me knew that it was my wolf.

“I'm not going.” I coldly said as my wolf became aggressive.

"Oh, you are!" Nero harshly uttered without taking his sight off me.

Even though I knew that I would never harm a hair on his head, he seemed alarmed, and I felt confused that an alpha will get alerted by me.

A loud cry escaped my lips as I felt a piercing pain in my fingers, and I looked at them.

Immediately, my eyes widened as I realized that my fingernails were transforming into claws, and my only thought was, 'What the fuck!'

The next agony I felt was just brutal, and I screamed, feeling like every bone in my body was dislocating itself and my inside wrenching.

"Nero, it hurts!" I screamed. "It hurt so bad."

"The full moon is around the corner, and your wolf is being triggered by that." Nero softly uttered, "Take in a deep breath, Blake. Breathe." 

Even though I was freaking out and in some severe pain, I fixed my eyes on his as they glowed red, and he commanded, "Inhale in deeply, and then let the air out slowly."

Suddenly, the blistering energy and pain shredding through my body started to subside as I breathed in and out without breaking eye contact with Nero.

A frown flickered crossed Nero's forehead and the glow in his eyes died down as he watched me as I slowly became calmer.

Feeling weak, I dropped to the ground, on my knees, and looked up at him.

"What is happening to me!" I cried as I stared at my claws transform back to normal fingernails.

Without hesitating, Nero rushed to me. Then he squatted and asked, "You are a half-blood, right?"

"Yes," I mumbled, looking into his eyes.

"Half-blooded werewolves usually shift late around eighteen. Some do not shift at all even though their werewolf genes are dominant. But apparently, you are just a late shifter and not wolfless."

"I can shift?!"

Nodding at me as I smiled happily at him, Nero playfully caressed his fingers through my hair and said, "Yes."

For a moment, he looked into my eyes, and then, after a couple of minutes had passed, he held my hand as his eyes shifted red and then softly uttered, "You got to go home."

"But my father hates me and so does my pack!" I mumbled, striving to restrain my emotions. "I asked you yesterday not to carry me to the hospital, and instead, take me to your house because I was afraid of my father finding out that I'm hurt."

Clenching my jaws, I withdrew my hand out of Nero's grip and then said, "He will send me to 'The Night' if I go back, or worse because I have been away from home for a day."

 "Why does your father hate you?" Nero asked after keeping silent for a while.

Giving myself a second to think, I sighed and then mumbled, "Because I'm wolfless... Well, because he thinks that I'm wolfless and worthless."

Smiling at me, Nero locked eyes with me and said, "Right! But you are not wolfless anymore. You are now everything he ever wanted, so…"

"So, he has no reason to cast me aside anymore, beat on me, or allow the pack to ill-treat me," I said with a lifeless tone.

For a moment, Nero looked hesitant, and I became a bit hopeful that he might just change his mind and allow me to stay.

 "Yes. Your wolf is awakening, and you need the help of your pack to go through the process successfully because the first time you shift, it's painful and it will take some time for you to get your wolf under control."

"Okay, I'm ready to go back to school and home," 

 Even though I hated every word that I had just uttered, I knew that Nero wanted to get rid of me, and realizing that he honestly didn't want me as his mate, I didn't want to force what wasn't meant to be.

A few minutes after I got dressed at a boutique downtown, Nero drove us into the school parking lot.

After he brought the car to a stop, I took a long look at him as he pulled out his key.

Then when he swayed his gaze to me, I beamed at him and heartily uttered, "Thank you for everything, Mr. Fang!" 

"That's what teachers are for, right?" Nero said, looking into my eyes. "To help their students who need them."

The smile on my lip faded, and I half-heartedly mumbled, "Right."

Then I drew a deep breath and said, "From today onward, I will treat you as nothing but my instructor even though it will be hard for me. Count it as my way of thanking you for your help."

When Nero said nothing, I pushed the car door open and got down, wearing ripped loose jeans and an oversized yellow t-shirt with my hair in a simple ponytail and a black bag on my shoulder.

Without waiting for Nero, I hurried towards the school building while fighting back tears as I thought, 'This is for the best, so you need to get over him! You can do this!'