RACHELI returned to the dorm after my meeting with Headmaster Augustus was disrupted by Professor Jaxon. I didn't return to the hospital because I felt no need for it. Since I sensed my strength was returning.I sighed and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Brooke wasn't in the room. I hadn't seen her since today. Perhaps she was in class because today was a school day. I had been exempted from today’s activity because I was unwell, while Clara and Ruby were able to visit because they had been given some time off. They had left as soon as I stepped out of Headmaster Augustus' office and promised to see me later.Shutting my eyes briefly, I made myself comfortable on the hard bed, prepared to take a short nap, but the opening of the door made it impossible. I opened my eyes, and immediately the door opened, and Brooke sauntered in.She wasn't alone. Kevin walked into the room with her. I sat up on the bed, frowning as Kevin stood by the door, his eyes moving around the room.
RACHELClara and Ruby successfully dragged me out of the hospital to Headmaster Augustus' office. Even though the nurses had told them it wasn't a good idea for me to leave, they had lied, saying it was essential and would return me as soon as they could. I believed they had no intention of doing that because Clara had told me they were going to the football game opening that evening, and I'd be going with them.“We'll wait out here, just like always, and we promise we won't eavesdrop,” Ruby said with a smile. I could see the lies in her eyes. The first and last time I was in here, they had heard all the things that were spoken to me without me even saying it to them. I didn't know how they managed to do it.I was aware that werewolves had super hearing, but I assumed it was only from a few distances, and someone staying inside didn't count. I didn't know they could listen to everything being said in a building if they desired.“Don't be too obvious,” Clara nudged Ruby, who giggled.I
RACHEL My jaw slackened, and I blinked twice, staring from Clara to Ruby, then back at Clara. Of all the things I wanted to hear them say, claiming me as a mate was not one of them, and Noah committing murder. I had read in the lore book that there was a certain feeling one would get when they found their mate. I didn't think I had any of that feeling. Or maybe I did, and I wasn't attentive enough. But I didn't think so. If I had felt anything with Noah, I'd have been aware of that. He was someone I could see as a friend but certainly not a fated mate. It wasn’t as if he was bad-looking; it was because I didn’t see myself getting mated, since I was still trying to learn about the world after finding out I was a werewolf. “Well, we are just as confused as you are,” Clara pointed out. She folded her arms and began to pace the room, then she stopped. “Although it's said you'd get to meet your mate when you turn eighteen, I had learnt of people finding theirs earlier. However, it still
RACHELMy eyes opened slowly as I came to. The first thing I saw was the ceiling. It was blurry. I groaned, turning my head sideways, blinking to clear the haze in my vision, at the same time, attempting to sit up.“Where am I?” I croaked out. My voice was rough, and my throat was dry; it felt like I had feasted on sand the night before. But that was little compared to the pain in my gut, like I had been punched repeatedly, and they only let me go when they realized I was unconscious.“You're awake!”I winced, slapping a hand over my ears to block out the scream, before looking at my bedside to see two pairs of eyes with different hues looking back at me. At first, I couldn't make out their features clearly, but when my vision immediately returned, I saw Clara and Ruby.“What happened?” I asked them, my mind reeling as I tried to think back to the reason I was there.“You don't remember?” Clara asked. She sat on the small space on my bed, clasping one of my hands in hers. Her hand was
JAXONGrace's arms wrapped around me tightly in a suffocating hug, but rather than be irritated as I might have been or try to pull her hand away, I let her be. She trembled, and I heard her sniffle. She was crying. No doubt.Grace was cheerful most of the time, and you'd barely see her get mad, but it was one of the times she'd allow herself to be vulnerable. I sighed, looking in the direction of the opened window in the small room. It was a combined room and kitchen. Just enough space for her to live in. She'd be given a bigger space, but Grace had declined, saying she had no use for it.I listened as she sobbed quietly. Her voice was the only thing you'd hear in the otherwise quiet room. When the tears gradually subsided, I murmured, “Since when?”“Last week,” she said in a small voice, barely audible. I had to strain my ears to be able to hear her.“You didn't tell me anything,” I answered, frowning as I looked down at her; just at the same time, she looked up at me with a stained
JAXON“Welcome, Professor Jaxon,” Doctor Luther said as he extended his hand to me. I shook it. He was the head of the Academy's medical department. A middle-aged man with years of experience. I learned that he was one of the first students to graduate from here as well and had decided to return after years of studying medicine abroad.He adjusted the glass on the bridge of his nose with his free hand, his piercing black eyes on mine.“Thank you, doctor Luther,” I murmured, letting his hand go before sitting on the chair he pointed to.I had left the party hall after Noah was bound. Headmaster Augustus had ordered for him to be taken to the cell to cool off with instructions to have him chained down again because it seemed the chains he had around him weren't strong enough.I had come to the hospital, where I was told Ivy had been taken, as they tried to devise a plan for her, but they couldn't. As much as I wanted to stay away from her and watch everything that was happening from afa