Despite the fact that I had more than enough to distract myself with when I got to the infirmary, I simply couldn't manage to get my mind off of what Gwen had said. I knew that the fact that she had stayed with me all of the way did make a big difference, but surely it did not make that much of a difference. When she had initially mentioned it, I hadn't even considered the possibility that I would be this bothered by it, but now, things were being proven otherwise. We had already left the infirmary, and I was follwing behind Gwen. The verdict had been what I had been expecting - there was nothing major wrong with me, and all that the doctor prescribed me, was rest. He said that my body was likely preparing to shift, and if I felt any intense emotional urges, it was likely to blame on my hormones. He also blamed my physical state on that, because apparently, looking for trouble was something that females tended to do when they were going to shift. It was the strangest thing to hear s
When I stepped into the gymnasium, I knew, without a doubt that Gwen had managed to get it right to get Samantha to spar with her. It was something that she had suggested to me through the mind link, and since I had been fully convinced that Samantha would not indulge something like this, I had agreed to it. But now, I found myself questioning whether or not I had made the right call of judgement in regards to Samantha. After all, why would she be sparring with Gwen when she had just come from the infirmary? It was like she was asking for trouble. And Gwen wasn't exactly the nicest person when it came to sparring either. The two of them were bound to be going neck and neck, exhausting one another. And judging by the crowd that had formed around the floor of the gymnasium, I knew that my assumptions were definitely on track with what was actually happening. I did not know what I was going to do about it just yet, but I did know that I could not break it up. That would be more of an em
I started pressing my staff harder onto her collar bone, making sure that she felt the weight of my threat. For her sake, I hoped that she was going to submit to me, because I would not hesitate in doing the damage that was necessary. But there was something in her eyes that was daring me to do it. It was like she didn't believe that I was actually capable of all of this, and honestly speaking, it was somewhat triggering for me. I didn't like it. It made me all the more determined to hurt her. "I think that we can all agree that there is a clear victor here. There will be no need for anyone to submit to anyone." I clenched my jaw, willing myself not to turn around to see who had just spoken - because I knew who had spoken. It was Elijah. He had come here, and now he was exercising his right as Alpha to call shots on matters that he had no business in. I could not deny the fact that I was quite bothered by it, but I knew that there was nothing that I could do other than to step away
As it turned out, Elijah had wanted to go home - or perhaps he had been under the impression that I wanted to go home. I didn’t bother questioning him about it, because I did not feel like there was a point to it. If he believed that it was what had been needed, then so be it. I was in no position to question his decisions. If there had been any actual reason why he had wanted us to come here, I wasn’t able to pick up on it either. It was like he had just come here for the sake of it, to remove me from the gymnasium. He didn’t even bother speaking to me, or anything. He retired to his bedroom and that had been the last that I had seen of him. And it had been quite a while since we had gotten back here. I had done what I could in terms of staying busy, but all too soon, my list of options had run out. It was something that I blamed on the omegas, for they had taken the liberty of unpacking all of my belongings and putting them in my room. It was something that I would have considered
I had to admit that I didn't want to leave Samantha alone, but when duty calls, it does not give you much of a choice. I knew that I hadn't really been spending any time with her while I had been home - on the contrary, I had literally gone to sleep - but it was a principle. I had been there with her, and I had known that she was safe and it was enough for me. Well, up until now, it had been enough for me. Now, I wished that I had been able to bring her with me, that I wouldn't have had to leave her alone, but unfortunately, it was too late for that. It was something that wouldn't have been possible in the first place, especially since she was a part of the initiation ceremony. No one was supposed to know who she was or who her family was, and yet, we had already crossed some boundaries by taking her to the infirmary, and then to the gymnasium as well. She had already made a name for herself - and that was the main problem. Usually, when it came to initiations, it was teh first imp
“I’m surprised that you’re still here.” I wished that I could tell her that I was surprised to see her here, but I knew that doing so would not yield any rewards for me. Admittedly, I had been expecting her to be here much sooner, but Elijah had clarified to me that he would only be sending Gwen here once she had completed her duties for the initiation. I took this as a sign that she had finished all of those things. Of course, there was a chance that I was wrong, but I didn’t really think that it would create much of a problem. “And why is that?” “You don’t seem like the kind of person who stays cooped up in a house the whole day.” I lifted my shoulders in a shrug, once again feeling like I was at a loss for words. I hadn’t been aware of the fact that I was so easy to sum up, but I hoped, for my sake, that Gwen had a good opinion of me. I didn’t know why, but there was a part of me that felt like I was going to be seeing a lot of her, and it was just better for all parties involv
I didn’t know what to expect when I told Samantha that this wasn’t going to be any ordinary event. She needed to dress appropriately, and not just arrive there in a tank top and shorts - because if I hadn’t told her, that was exactly what she would have worn. It was something that had shocked me beyond measure, but I decided not to question it. One thing that I was starting to learn about Samantha, was that she tended to think about herself first. And although there were other people who might view that as a major character flaw, I did not. I considered it to be a major advantage, because instead of considering what would be in it for you, she considered what was in it for her. It was quite a selfish way to go ahead with life, but it was also something that made me it easier to get her to do things. But the one thing that I was actively struggling to get her to do, was to wear a dress. I had easily managed to pick one out from her cabinet, but she didn’t want to know anything about
I pulled down the hem of the dress that I was wearing, feeling like it fit me too tightly, feeling like it was going to ride up and expose me to everyone. I knew that the chances of that actually happening were quite slim, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t scared of it happening. I knew that it was better to be prepared for anything, because with everything that had already happened, I didn’t think that I would be able to handle something going wrong. I felt rather exhausted. I might have stayed at Elijah’s house for the entirety of the afternoon, but what I hadn’t considered, was the fact that I had had nothing short of an incredibly active morning. I should have taken a nap or something, so that I would have been able to relax and recover from all of that. After all, I had known that all of this was going to happen. Admittedly, I hadn’t thought that it would be as much of an affair as this, but here we were. Gwen was still walking with me, which was a miracle in itself, but even