RACHELImmediately, Elijah was in front of me, and everything happened so fast that I could barely keep up.Chaos erupted in the room. Snarls, growling, and the sound of bones breaking resounded. I grimaced, dodging bottles flying, pieces of broken furniture in my direction, at the same time trying not to get hit by the people fighting next to me. Clara and Ruby.Essentially, I was the only one in the room not engaging in any form of fistfight. I was even more confused as I watched everything unfolding.“You think she's going to give you more of her pussy? You're a fucking joke, Miller. She's using you and not even into you one bit!” Josh stated, blocking a blow from Elijah. He gripped his hand, twisting, but Elijah used his second hand, hitting his stomach with it.“Maybe you should focus more on the person in front of you!” Elijah retorted.Josh grunted, doubling over in pain. He gripped his stomach, his head raised a little, and his annoyed gaze found mine.“How can you hit your fr
RACHELIt always takes a lot to get me angry. I had lived with annoying foster siblings for a long time, and I believed I had effectively been able to push out things that could make me mad.But ever since I stepped into this Academy, it was one disaster after another, and every one of my emotions I seemed to have bottled up now seemed irrelevant and were now overflowing. I wasn't angry because he mentioned death. If anything, that was my favourite word because I had always done things that'd instantly kill me. Only that it never happened. I hated cocky boys.Elijah was one and now this stranger. I knew from his back view when he had blocked Ruby that I'd hate him from the depths of my heart, but I never knew the hatred would run deep in a short amount of time.“Your eyes, Ivy!”I nudged Clara aside as she peered at me. I didn't care about my eyes at this moment; all I cared about was Ruby not dying. I couldn't beat this boy in front of me. He was tall, muscular,, and seemed far more
RACHEL“That's our ride,” Brooke panted, pointing to the car, and we walked towards it, slipping in.Brooke and the driver, who was a boy I had seen in class several times, discussed while I stayed silent throughout the ride. She made no introduction, perhaps assuming I already knew him, and I didn’t care to ask about him. Eventually, we arrived at the Den. Brooke left me to myself.It was my first time here. It was packed, and from the outside, it looked tiny, as if it wouldn't be able to fit about ten people, but then the people inside should be about ten times that amount. It gave off a cozy feel. The smell of cigarettes wafted through the air, accompanied by the strong scent of booze. Also, the distinct smell of coffee. I learned that this was the best place to get coffee in the whole academy.I grimaced, shivering as cold air drifted inside. Goosebumps erupted on my skin, and the back of my neck prickled. I was being watched. I knew that. I swirled, looking around to see if I'd c
RACHEL“Oh my god, Ivy is so lucky. She just got a shirt from the hottest boy in school!” Three girls who were nearest to us squealed.“I didn't–” I began to say, but Elijah had already turned away from us and began to walk back to the pitch. While Clara gripped my hand, pulling me away with Ruby.“What do I do with this?” I asked, staring at the shirt in a state of annoyance. I didn't ask for it. Yet, I couldn't return it to him.Clara snorted, rolling her eyes. “What do you do with it? Elijah gave you a shirt you've been wanting. You should be grateful. At least, he didn't act like you didn't exist.”I heard the anger in Clara's voice and a slight hint of envy, but I could be wrong. Also, she was staring at the shirt with a longing in her eyes as if she'd kill to have it for herself right now. I guessed the look on her face answered the question of what to do with it.I extended it to her, “Take it.”I wouldn't be wearing it because I never wanted it. So, it would be a waste to keep
RACHEL“You're glowing and smiling weirdly,” Clara observed as soon as I sat down. The match was still going on. I assumed it would have been done before I returned, unfortunately, it wasn't. Although I had no intention of seeing it, even though I was here, I couldn't return to the dorm either. It would be rude, considering I had arrived here with my friends.“Glowing?” Ruby murmured with a mouth filled with popcorn. She peeled her eyes away from the pitch reluctantly to stare at me.“She looks normal to me,” she said. Her voice was still muffled as she kept stuffing it with more popcorn rather than finishing first.“Does she?” Clara's lips pursed as she continued to study me.My cheeks burned under her scrutiny, and I felt she might know what had happened if she kept staring intensely at me in that manner, but eventually she gave up.“Maybe she is,” Clara said.I heaved out a breath, relaxing into the chair. My palm closed around what Noah gave to me, and a smile formed on my face as
JAXONUntil then? My head reeled as several questions wandered about. All I could think of was her coming to invade my personal space and staying forever.I wouldn't say I'd have a commitment issue, but Grace certainly wasn't a woman I'd want to stay with forever. Yet, I had announced a marriage. A marriage was fucking forever. I had fucking shot myself in the foot over again.Yes, she was right about staying with me. In the academy, it was a rule that bonded mates stayed together. That was to strengthen the bond, and not just that alone, to make everyone know each of them wasn't available to be mated to anyone. So, no one would try to seek them out or unknowingly imprint. It wasn't common to imprint on someone who was bonded, but it wasn't impossible either.“Are you not happy? You're quiet,” she pouted, looking up at me.“Was I?” I tried to muster a smile but failed miserably as it turned into a grimace instead. But Grace didn't seem to notice.She clutched my hand and began to drag