Maya's POV I sat across from Micah and his dad. Now that I took a look at his father, he looked a bit like Daniel. Like he could pass off as his uncle.They had the same hair color and eye color. The only huge difference was that Micah's father was a little lighter in complexion than Daniel and he had shoulder length hair.I could see how people wouldn't realize their resemblance at first or multiple glances.Micah's eyes locked with mine and my cheeks burned.We had not spoken since I got here because my dad kept stepping in between us like Micah was going to slit my throat. Actually he hated Micah's gut but he'd refused to tell me exactly why he hated him. I still didn't quite understand it and he wasn't giving me any explanations whatsoever.It was just like my father to keep secrets even after the shit show.Whitney was still nowhere to be found but the guards and cops were at every border,looking for her.“Daniel's dairy seems to contain a lot of… information,” The Alpha began
Maya's POV I stood outside the packhouse, trying to catch my breath. Every information I had gotten about the past had turned me into a mess to the point where I was hyperventilating. My dad had been right. I was not ready to know any of this. Not ready at all. Every information about Daniel or my mother had been a stab to the chest. It felt like I was watching a horror movie. I now understood why my father hated Micah so much. He was the spawn of the man that wanted the love of his life… I understood everything now. It was funny how the events of our parents shaped us. Why did my dad think it was even a good idea to bring me back here if he'd left this place behind? I knew exactly why. He was protecting me from Darius not realizing Darius was no longer the problem. I crouched down to the ground and let out a shaky breath. I wasn't sure how to feel anymore. We were all just born into a tragic life. I was doomed from the start. I felt Micah's presence before he spoke. “Are
Omni POV Micah's eyes widened in shock as Aunt Gomez delivered the news: "Maya's gone." The bouquet of flowers he'd brought slipped from his grasp, and he stared in disbelief. "How long?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Aunt Gomez's sympathetic expression only added to Micah's distress. "Not very long, six hours ago," she replied, her voice soft and gentle. Micah's mind reeled as he struggled to process the information. "But she didn't tell me," he said, his voice laced with a mix of emotions - shock, sadness, and anger. Aunt Gomez's calming tone did little to soothe Micah's frazzled nerves. "I'm so sorry, Micah. It was really hard for her, but she had to leave. She wasn't safe here, and this place held too many painful memories. She couldn't handle the trauma anymore." Micah felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. His heart was shattering into a million pieces before his eyes. He saw himself begging Maya to stay, pleading with her
Maya's POV“Look at me when I'm talking to you!” He barked. I didn't dare look at him. He was too close, so damn close. I could smell him, smell his cologne, his aftershave, his being, all of him. I was currently pinned against my locker, and those eyes, a perfect mix of the prettiest blues and the deadliest greens were staring- no glaring- at me. “What…” I couldn't even say anything.“What did you see this morning?”I had been elated to feel my mate and when I began to walk towards where the sensation was coming from. As soon as I entered the class and saw him smoking with his friends, I knew it was him. The one I had spent years waiting for.He was the one I had been dreaming about, his every feature etched into my mind like a masterpiece. Everything about him seemed perfect. From that long mane of hair, the colour of rich copper, to his gentle eyes, his tall intimidating height and those broad shoulders. We locked eyes briefly before I backed out of the classroom and proceeded
Maya's POVI was looking down at my book, trying to get the calculations of my statistics right, but my hand was shaking. I couldn't even control it. Not with Micah's glares boring holes into my skin. It was foolish, I never should have come to the cafeteria for lunch. I should have avoided it like I had been doing all week. I peeked at my lunch tray, it had been switched with dirt and garbage by one of Micah's accomplices. The entire place reeked and anybody who passed by squinted their noses before walking away hurriedly."Move," I silently pleaded with my legs, but I couldn't find the courage nor the shame to get up. I didn't want to see him win. Two weeks into Crystal High, and I had realized just what a horrible person my mate was, or ex mate rather, and I found myself thankful for the rejection. There was no way I would enjoy being stuck with such a horrible human.He found several means, excuses to bully me. I tried avoiding him. I tried getting a new class schedule done s
MAYA'S POVDays turned into weeks, and each day I had a reason to withdraw out of school. If it wasn't Micah, it was Juliet, but there was no way I was going to let them break me.It had been a few days since Daniel had helped me up after Micah pushed me to the ground. I was still grateful for his kindness, but I couldn't understand why he was avoiding me. We were best of friends, but I wasn't so sure about that anymore.I had tried to strike up conversations with him, but he always seemed to find a way to escape.As I buried my head in my food, I saw Daniel sitting alone at a table. I mustered up the courage to approach him."Hey, Daniel!" I greeted him with a smile.He simply looked at me, then turned his eyes back to his food. I sat down anyway.“Uhm, I wanted to thank you for the other day, but you didn't wait.”He looked at me for a while, then he coughed, got up and moved to another table without saying a word. I sat there wondering why he did that.And I felt a pang of hurt in
MICAH'S POV“The new kid is actually good at almost anything. He plays basketball and records show he's won awards for his hard work. He's also brilliant.”I overheard one of my classmates tell his friend and that sort of made me angry.“I hear he is with that nerd called Maya, you think he feels something for her?” “Maybe, that will save her from…”“Hey!” I thundered and got up. I walked straight to the guys who were now trying to leave.“Chill out, we were just about to leave.” One of the guys said. I scoffed. “Oh, you will leave after I'm done talking to you.” I told them and held the other guy by the collar. He was shaking, I loved that he felt my impact. These little cubs were dealing with an alpha like me. “Now, listen, Maya belongs to me, you hear me, don't you go around running your mouth about the new boy being with her, okay?.”“Y… Yes…” The guy was totally scared and I could feel the tension.“Now, run along without looking back.”The guys scurried out of the class and I
Micah's POV “Fuck it! I made a fucking deal,” I blurted out, kicking an object out of my way. People who passed me stared at me like I was already losing my mind. Of course, It was! It was a deal. A deal that I had to fulfill because I didn't want to be seen as weak. “What am I going to do now? How am I going to do it?" I muttered to myself as I brushed past a group of boys. I couldn't believe I just agreed to get her to fall for me, but I figured it would be easy judging from the sadness in her eyes when I rejected her. A smirk played at the corners of my lips as I recalled. I needed a plan, something that would help me get Maya back, I thought hard about how I could restore the damage I had already done. I placed my back on the wall, leaning slightly towards the left side as I supported my head with my right hand. Maya was just a newbie omega in this school that I had wrapped around my fingers. All I needed to do was to tell her that I wanted her back and I was certain she