CHAPTER THREE
“All students should gather,” Our principal announces. My friends and I get to the hall quite early. A few minutes later, students fill the hall, and the principal stands in front of us, on an elevated platform.
“Good morning students,” He says.
“Morning.” Only a few students reply, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
“Don Richardo will be coming to our school tomorrow, so you all should behave yourselves,” he states.
“Yes sir!”, we all chant, understanding how serious this is.
From what I hear, Don Richard is very rich, powerful, and cruel. It is rumored that he hasn’t found his Erasthai.
“You may all leave now.”, the principal says, and we all stand up and leave the hall. Immediately, voices fill the air.“I heard he is hot,” Sheldon whispers, and her mate gives her a look, and we all laugh.“I love you more, baby,” she says as she kisses him, and earns herself a smile.
“I’ll see you guys later, I say, and I leave for my classes. I sit quietly, awaiting the teacher’s arrival when I catch the smell of my Wolf catches my nose, and my Wolf whimpers.
“I’m sorry, Ella, he doesn’t want us.”
“His Wolf does,” she says.
“I’m sorry.”, I say to my Wolf and she doesn’t say anything in return. I will myself to take my mind off Jordan when I hear him talk about me.
“I obviously can’t make her Luna,” he says, and I feel my heart shatter into a thousand pieces. I don’t want to cry, because I am not weak.
If he doesn’t appreciate me, someone else will. But the question is, who?. Who wants someone like me anyway?. I can’t hold it in anymore, and I run out of the school, and I run into the forest to let my wolf out. My Wolf is light brown with silver eyes. I run deeper into the forest until I can’t feel my legs.
I walk back slowly in my wolf form. Since my house is partially outside the packhouse, I know nobody will see me. I enter my room, have my bath, put on a short gown, and lay on my bed, sulking.
My mom enters my room and hurries to my bedside. She asks what happened, and I tell her it’s nothing to worry about. Understanding my struggles, she assures me that accepting Jordan’s rejection will make things easier.
I nod, and she smiles.
We eat dinner in silence. It is the quietest dinner we have ever had, but it isn’t my fault that I can’t come to terms with being rejected.
After dinner, I clear the dishes, move to my room, freshen up, and sleep.
CHAPTER FOUR I wake up feeling less sorry for myself. I do not know why I am smiling. My stomach rumbles rather loudly. I put on one of my tight black high-waist jeans, a yellow crop top, and I decide to let my hair down. I smile at my reflection in the mirror, and I run downstairs to meet my mum. “I am so hungry,” I whine as I approach the dining table. “Good morning to you too”, my mom teases, smiling. “Someone is happy today”. “Yes”, I say, and she dishes my breakfast. I thank her and don’t waste time digging into my food. I finish up, kiss her, and leave for school. When I get to school, I see Jordan and try as much as possible to ignore him. I haven’t accepted his rejection yet, but my mom says I have got to. “Students, move to the hall”, I hear the principal’s voice, and all students walk briskly into the hall. Nobody wants to disobey someone li
CHAPTER FIVE The ride to wherever he is taking me is long, or maybe the fact that I am scared makes it look like hours. I do not even move, because I do not want to make him get mad at me. The car suddenly pulls to a stop, and I remain still, unsure of what to do. I know he is my mate, but since he has not said anything yet, I don’t want to push it. If he doesn’t want me, he would have by now, rejected me. “Get down,” he says, and I clumsily alight from the vehicle, and I follow him. As we walk into the mansion, everyone bows as a sign of respect. I am not surprised, as he is Don Richardo after all, feared by all for his power. “Claire,” he calls, and a young girl, most likely my age, comes running and bows her head. “Yes, Master” He points at me. “Make her look presentable as my mate”, he says, and leaves, without giving me as much as a passing glance. I don’t mind,
CHAPTER SIX I strip off my clothes and wrap a towel around myself. I go to the bathroom to shower. If I am just an object to my mate, the least I can do is look and smell nice, and not embarrass him. When I am done cleaning up, I realize I do not have clothes to wear. After contemplating for a moment, I decide to check Don’s closet. I pick one of his shirts, black and mid-thigh length, and put it on. I let my hair down, and I sit on the bed, waiting patiently for his next instructions. After hours of waiting, I hear a knock on the door. “Excuse me, Luna,” the person says. “Come in” I reply, and a maid walks in. “The Alpha requests your presence at the dining table” she informs me and disappears as quickly as she appeared. She, however, leaves a blue dress on the bed. I wear the long dress and attempt to style my hair. I apply some lipstick from a container I see on the dresser. I really don’t know how it gets there, and I am n
CHAPTER SEVEN “I am sorry, Nala” he whispers, and I am shocked that he is apologizing. I smile, as I am happy he is doing this. I suddenly feel like I can finally be happy. Don leans forward to kiss me. His soft lips meet mine, and I smile against him. He moves his hand to my shoulder, deepening the kiss. His hands find their way to my back as he caresses me gently, never breaking the kiss. A moan escapes my mouth as he trails kisses down my neck.
CHAPTER EIGHT I wake up and get dressed as quickly as possible. Dread fills me as I think about meeting Don. I am still terrified of him. Being his mate, I am supposed to keep his anger at bay, but I guess I have the opposite effect. I put on a jumpsuit, and plait my hair into a ponytail. I check my bag for the locket, it is still there. I slide my bag over my shoulder and walk downstairs. “Morning” I announce. No one replies. I am wondering why they aren’t chattering away as usual. “Morning,” I hear Don’s deep voice, and I shiver. How did I miss him? “Morning” I repeat, and I sit down at the table. “Breakfast?” Claire asks me, and I reply with a tight smile and an affirmative nod. Claire walks away, her usual smile not visible on her face. Don sure knows how to make everybody around him miserable. Claire returns with steamy, buttered pancakes. “Thank you, Claire. I love pancakes” I start to pile the food in my mouth.
CHAPTER NINE I dress in a baggy top and jeans. I decide to wear my hair down today. Fortunately for me, Don does not make an appearance; so to say I am happy is an understatement. I am elated. I eat breakfast conveniently and put on my locket before I head off to school. Surprisingly, I meet Jordan on my way to class. “Morning, Nala,” he greets, and I grin from ear to ear. “Morning, Jordan” “I see you love the locket” I nod in affirmation and glaze my fingertips across the necklace. He seems pleased with my answer. “How about we skip school, and talk?” Jordan grins mischievously, and I giggle. “Okay,” I say. Who needs school anyway? We quickly exit the school building, settling down at our secret spot. When we were still dating, we always came here anytime we wanted to skip classes. I throw my arms around him as soon as we sit. “I know something is wrong, Nala” he whispers, returning the
CHAPTER TEN My Lycan hasn’t been at rest since I met Nala. The temptation to mark her is high, but she is still so young. I am scared I am going to hurt her. She is extremely fragile and cries almost every day. “Oh, Don” I hear her moan beside me. What the fuck is she dreaming about? I smile at how beautiful she looks. She might have the character of a child, but her body says otherwise. I don’t care about what she is thinking as long as it involves me. I am waiting for the perfect time to talk to her about us and any other necessary information. I enter the bathroom and shower with the cold water, hoping it helps with the sudden bulge in my pants. Fresh out of the shower, I dress in a fine suit, go down the stairs to get things done before she wakes up. I receive a call from Carson. “Don, I just got some information” “What is it, Carson?” I ask impatiently. “You will want to hear this in person,” Carson states
CHAPTER ELEVEN Don’s POV I wake up before Nala as usual, get dressed, and prepare to take her to school after breakfast. I take my place at the dining table and ask the maids to make pancakes, Nala’s favorite, according to the information her friends had given me. The maids start baking, and I wait patiently for Nala to come downstairs. “Morning” she sings cheerfully, expressing the happiness she always has with her friends. Why can’t she be this free and happy with me? “Morning,” I reply, realizing that she has only taken notice of the maids and not me. Her mood changes to that of terror when she sights me. “Morning,” she says to me, every trace of happiness gone from her face. She takes her place at the table. “Breakfast?” Claire asks her, and she nods. “Yes, thank you” When Claire serves her the pancakes, joy returns to her expression. She quickly takes three successive bites. “You’ll choke if you ar