Semua Bab The Alpha’s Pretty Mistake: Bab 131 - Bab 135

AriaI’d been pacing my room for an hour, trying to recall things from my past. What could it have been that I was missing?Rain’s face wouldn’t leave my mind. That look when she saw me, she was not just startled, she was not just cautious. It was recognition. Recognition dipped in fear.It made my skin itch.But no matter how far back I went through memory lane, I couldn’t find anything. Nothing to tie her to me. Nothing to tie her to Kol’s enemies. And I knew there were enough of those to fill three lifetimes. Could she be from Lira’s twisted past instead? That thought made my stomach turn.I sat on the edge of my bed, pressing my palms into my thighs, trying to force a memory. Something. Anything.But nothing came. And with a sigh, I got up and went down the hall to Kol’s room. I needed someone that wasn’t Emory to talk to. And if anything, he could be of help.He was seated at the side of his bed with his shirt half buttoned, and his hair a wet mess probably from taking a shower.

EmoryThe atmosphere in the house changed a tad but the moment my mother and father walked in after returning from their so called ‘run’.How I noticed wasn’t because the smell of the woods clung to them, or the dirt in their clothes, to be honest, I couldn’t care less about those details. It was the way they moved. Side by side, but not talking. Without smiling. Aria’s eyes were distant, like they were lost in something she didn’t want to talk about. And Kol seemed like he was beating this weight, this burden, that he didn’t want anyone to notice.And I noticed it all.I rested my back against the doorframe to the hallway, staring at them. “Where’d you two really go?” I asked, with my voice sharper than I had intended.My mother blinked twice like she hadn’t seen me present before her. “For a run,” she said, too quickly.I looked at Kol. “And?”Kol’s mouth tightened. “It is not that important, Emory.”That was it. No explanation. No details. Only the way that they had dismissed

EmoryThe teacher was talking that I was not hearing. His words were nothing but a dull hum to add to the banging in my head. I could not take my eyes off Rain. The manner in which she gripped pen. How her hair came down as she bent over her papers. How she didn’t even for once, look at me.She still avoided me.Just then, the bell rung and the students were already pushing their books into their bags and scraping their chairs on the floor. But Rain, Rain did not move for the door. Rather, her voice was low but urgent as she moved up to the teachers desk.“Is it okay if I speak to you a moment?”The teacher nodded and looked back at me then looked at her. I remained at my seat pretending to make notes in my note book with my ears straining to catch everything.“I need a new project partner.” Rain said quickly in a pleading tone.The teacher scowled. “Rain you can not change partners just because you feel uneasy. And even if it were possible, it is too late. And the project is in two w