Alpha's Mismatched Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 16

  "So, you got a way to revenge on me, eh." Asher muffled half wet with the cold water her newly formed mother had just thrown on him to wake him up. "What did you just say?" She asked, her voice was quite lively and the fear that he had confronted in her voice the first time he had a face-to-face interaction with her was lost. She was wrapped in her nightgown as her hair was tied up into a bun on top of her head. "I said, I hate you for this," Asher replied in a frustrated voice. "Oh, well you'll love me for this if only you bother yourself to check what time it is." She said as she reverted toward the door. "I am going to make breakfast for us. If you don't want to miss it, come down within two minutes." She said while turning the corner. Asher huffed as she became invisible, he tossed aside the blanket and got out of his bed.

The professor was still engrossed in his own process and the class busied in introducing them to each other, making new friends and enemies. Asher remained planted on his seat with an empty seat still available on his right peered out of the window. When suddenly the door creaked open awakening the gaze of everyone towards it and a thin delicate figure donned in orange midi dress and her hand tugged tightly around her denim jacket moved in. There's complete silence, all of a sudden everyone stopped talking as if she's some celebrity who just walked in and everyone got busy admiring her. Asher flipped his gaze around the room and investigate the stuck eyes of everyone on her and followed the pattern of their gazes to her. His eyes got stuck there too, he also became an admirer of that enchanting beauty walking in the room, her face direct forward as her eyes made eye contact with no one. 

She swirled her locks around her index finger as her eyes were darted far away, straight on the building of a house located in front of her. A whirlpool of thoughts circulated her head."Such a conundrum he is." She whispered.  Still scratching her head as she tried hard to decipher his weird behavior, made her do nothing but ponder more and more about him. "Miss Ella? Would you mind giving us some of your attention?" That was the second time that the professor pointed out on her as she got lost and became too engrossed in her own thoughts. Well, she shouldn't give that much importance to a man whom she hardly knows. With whom she had no personal relation except all those painful interactions she had with him from a pretty good distance. She had not imagined that she would sit right beside him and not feel any kind of pain at all. "Strange