All Chapters of MATED TO THE WEREWOLF AND THE VAMPIRE.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Darius POV‘Are you kidding me right now?’I was the one that caught that ball. I was the one who rotated in the air and stopped it dead before it could do what Jax intended it to do. And now Rylan was standing there being all steady and composed with Eliana, and she was looking at him with that look … the relieved one, the grateful one — like he was the one who had just done something remarkable.The thoughts went through my mind as I subconsciously put both hands on my waist and stood there watching the two of them.I wasn't going to say anything yet. I was just going to stand here and notice this quietly, which was already more self-control than the situation deserved.Eliana must have caught the look on my face because her eyes found mine from the side … and I could tell the second they landed that she read something in my expression, because she shifted slightly and cleared her throat."Oh!" She exclaimed and then scratched her head, trying to pull together some composure. "Uh …

Eliana's POVThe sounds coming from inside that room were not normal fighting sounds.I mean … I'd heard people argue before. I'd heard actual physical fights break out in the hallways of Bentley High, which happened more than the school's reputation liked to admit. I knew what that sounded like. This was something else. Something with a different energy underneath it that I couldn't quite name from the other side of a closed door.I stood there for another second, just listening, and then decided that whatever was happening in there had gone far enough and someone needed to walk in and be the reasonable person in the room.And you know, that someone was apparently going to be me. Story of my week so far…so bad!I pulled the door open and walked in. "Uh, guys." I said, keeping my eyes down on the floor while I moved forward, because something about the energy in the room told me to approach carefully. "There is no, uh … fighting allowed in the gym…"I raised my face.And stopped witho

Eliana's POV"Thank you, everyone. Class dismissed." Ms. Steph, our form teacher said.After that, the usual end-of-day scramble started immediately … chairs pushed back, bags zipped, that low collective hum of people shifting from school mode to whatever came after. I stayed where I was and let it happen around me, and then kept my pen moving across my page like I had somewhere important to be on this paper.Some thoughts creased through my mind even as I wrote. ‘Those two boys… something feels off about them.’Although, it was not in a way I could point to specifically … just that feeling that kept sitting at the edge of everything, the one that had been there since the convoy pulled through the gates on day one. You know, I just feel like something about them that didn't line up with any explanation I could reach for comfortably.Even though every other person seemed to be comfortable with that, maybe for the fact that everyone wished they could be in their circle and haven't been i

Eliana's POV"Oh no. This is exactly like my dream." The thought quickly flashed through my mind as I panicked, looking all scared.And just like the dream, I couldn't move. I sat there frozen in the front seat, back pressed against the headrest, watching the chaos playing out on the other side of the glass like my body had completely forgotten how to respond to instructions."Rise and shine, Eliana!" Sara snapped, knocking hard on the windscreen with her knuckles. The sound cut right through me. I quickly grabbed the cap of my pullover sweater and hastily covered my head, still looking all confused, while still trying to convince the part of my brain that kept insisting this was a dream to just accept what my eyes were showing it.So, if I must be honest with myself and embrace my reality, then I have to admit for a fact that this wasn't a dream.Just then I heard one hit my car … something heavy and solid — and from the sound of it, that had to be a thick stick connecting with the me

Eliana's POVI knew he was coming for my clothes with those scissors and so I couldn't help but scream out. "No, what, no!" But he kept approaching while I could only scream. "What … what are you doing?" But he wasn't stopping as he went to my singlet that I had on, pulled it out, and used the scissors to cut through it just like that.The sound of the fabric giving way was small. Almost quiet. But I heard it above everything else.Just like that, Jax went ahead and cut out a better part of my singlet, practically exposing my bra amidst my pleas and struggle … but he held me through the whole thing and made sure he achieved exactly what he came to do. My hands flew up to cover myself instinctively, as my arms crossed over my chest, and my fingers gripping the torn edges of the fabric while trying to hold what was left of it together.But, it wasn't enough. It wasn't close to enough.The rest of them cheered like this was something worth cheering for.I cried uncontrollably, the tears