RAYLA "Come here..." I said after taking a deep breath, he let me lead him towards one of the desks and obediently sat down without questions, the action made me smile inwardly. I dropped my backpack beside him, fishing out for the first aid kit I always carried with me. I set everything down on a different desk and got to work, cleaning his wounds so they could heal quickly. "Don't tell me you carry that around, what are you... A nurse?" He teased breaking the heavy silence between us. I glanced at the wall clock to find out how much time I have left before the next class starts. "Not really." I muttered, not wanting to go into details about the reason.Sensing my hesitation, he lifted my face upward, forcing me to look at him. "You're hiding something and before you deny it, you should know I can feel every one of your emotions through our mate-bond so, don't lie to me." I made a frustrated sound at the back of my throat, letting go of his hand. "Please don't make me talk." Put
RAYLA I came out of my hiding spot after both Jordan and Damien had left the family room. However, Mom was still seated in the same position when I made my entrance noticeable. Pretending like I just arrived, I looked around as if searching for something. "What's that all about? Are they fighting again?" "What do you think? See? This is one of the reasons why I urged you to reject him. That boy is nothing but trouble." She responded, standing up. "He had someone beat up some poor girls." My eyes snapped up to hers in disbelief but then I had to remind myself she didn't know the full context of the situation but still, I hated the way she was quick to paint Damien the villain. I know he wasn't an easy guy but to outright just make him the villain in a story she doesn't know the full context made me a bit disappointed in her. Not wanting to say or do anything that might make the situation worse, I nodded sorrowfully before making an exit. I quickly freshened up and after making su
RAYLA My heart dropped when I came down for dinner only to see it was just Mom and Damien by the dining area. I haven't fully walked in yet, but I could feel the tension in the air. I looked around for Jordan, half expecting him to walk through the door any second from now but sadly, he didn’t. I pulled out a chair, glancing in Mom's direction as I sat down. "Where's Jenna and Alpha Jordan?" I asked her. "She retired early and Jordan is occupied with Alpha duties, he won't be joining us." She answered, smiling at me. Despite how tense the situation is, I was a bit surprised to find her in a good mood. Not wanting to do anything that would ruin that, I ignored Damien as well. "While we are still on the subject, we will be joining him at Moonshadow pack tomorrow night for some charity event, please be ready." She announced, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "I'll pass." Damien responded without heat and my eyes immediately snapped to Mom's. Her face set on a grimace immediately
RAYLA The following morning, Damien didn't show up in the dining hall and when asking one of the servants about his whereabouts, she looked at me weirdly before answering that he left for school. Which made me a tad sad because I have gotten used to him waiting for me. Could he still be mad about last night? I wondered, stepping into the dining hall, I lost my appetite as I glanced at the empty space usually occupied by him. "Are you excited for the party, Rayla?" Jenna's little excited voice dragged my attention away from my sad thoughts. "Baby, it's not a party." I informed her. "It's a charity event, meaning it for a good cause, I don't think we can refer to it as a party. Where's Mom?" I inquired looking around for any sign of her. "I don't know." She shrugs, her eyes sparkling again once more. At that moment, she looked very much like my Mom. It still hurt to think that ever since we became a family with Damien and his dad, Mom hardly ever has time for me except it includes
RAYLA I made it to the training court before the first bell rang with my weapons in hand. Each student was given the grace to at least train with two weapons and by the end of the first semester, students should have decided on one weapon to be their permanent fighting weapon. Unless you change your mind then you can change your weapon once you pass into another school year. Currently, I'm still torn between the crossbow and knife throwing. I stopped beside Kath as our new trainer finally decided to grace us with his presence. Despite the fact that I was still pretty much mad at him, my gaze wandered around the court for any sign of Damien. Usually anywhere you find Hunter, you are bound to see Damien right there and vice-versa but today was different, Hunter was present in class and Damien was nowhere to be found. Still looking around, I find Brandon watching me from where he stood. I quickly looked away, focusing my attention on what the new trainer was saying. "Today, we will
RAYLA My day hasn't gotten any better by lunch break because people were still talking about it! I lost count of how many girls have spoken to me, asking for his contact. However, Kath seemed to be enjoying my misery because she kept laughing and giving me a questioning look. As we made our way towards the cafeteria to have lunch, I was a little behind because my phone vibrated in my pocket. I read over the text which is just Mom reminding me about the charity event. I put my phone away, startled when I felt someone pulled me away from my friends. Figuring out my abductor was Damien, I let him pull me into the studio room. "I thought we were ignoring each other?" I asked, turning around as a door opened behind me. "Hi Rayla." Hunter waved, walking right past us and out of the door. "You disappeared right after class." He states, instead of answering my questions."Oh? You were waiting around for me?" I retorted sarcastically, hating the fact that I was still getting flashbacks o
RAYLA If I wasn't feeling so down already, that has now been achieved by the long line of people waiting at the cafeteria to get lunch. Maybe if I hadn't spent time worrying about the wrong things, we would have gotten here sooner. I looked at the time, a bit relieved to see we still had about an hour left before lunch is over. However, my friends didn't mind waiting in line which made me feel a bit better about our situation. "I hear she's a very skilled fighter." Was the first thing I heard when I decided to pay attention to what Fiona was excitedly going on about. "I can't believe she chose to be transferred here!" "Who?" I asked, moving forward with the line. "Donna." She answered without further information as if I should already know the person she was talking about. That's the problem, I had no idea who Donna was and the name doesn't ring any bells. Kath shook her head laughing. "Donna is the princess of Moonstone pack, she's like the first hybrid in decades. Her m
RAYLA With my heart beating wildly against my chest, I met them halfway across the hallway, just outside of the Cafeteria. Fiona frowned as some students hurried out of the cafeteria, nearly shoving her out of the way. "Are you alright?" Asked Kath, her voice laced with concern. Out of everything I was expecting her to ask me, that didn't top the first twenty list which just made me feel more guilty. "Yeah, just Damien being Damien." I replied still feeling uncertain. "While I usually do not condone violence, Brandon totally deserved what he had coming. What's his deal anyway?" Fiona chided, I wasn't surprised to hear her say that, she never liked him anyway. "He has this notion that I belong to him even after he rejected me. Can we not talk about him please? I'm really hoping what happened here doesn't get to my Mom or Jordan, things are already tense at home... Which reminds me, do you guys want to help me get ready for the charity event?" I asked, changing the subject.