Suspicious

Malia's POV

“I don't see Derek here. Where is he?” I asked.

“His mother is seriously ill and she was asking for him, so he had to go to her,” Scott answered.

“Oh. I'm so sorry to hear that. How's he doing?” I inquired.

“When I called him last night, he seemed to be doing okay,” Ronan replied.

I nodded thinking that after I left the training field I was going to give him a call.

“See ya later,” Scott said to me and started to jog towards the opposite direction.

“Don't go, Scott,” Lucien ordered.

Scott's eyes narrowed slightly in puzzlement.

“Is there something you want me to do?” He asked.

“I want you to duel with her,” Lucien said to Scott, but his eyes were on me.

I scoffed. I knew he wanted to see me fail just so he could prove a point.

“It's not necessary, Lucien. She's just here to train and besides she's duelled with me before and I can say for a fact that she's pretty good,” Ronan said.

“I do not doubt you, Ronan. I just want to see her in action,” he replied with a