I didn't know how long I stayed there, alone and wondering where Elijah was. It was something that had occupied my mind the entire time, but there had been nothing that I could have done about it. I couldn't even go and look for him, because I wouldn't have gotten anywhere. As much as I wanted to pretend that all of this was alright, I knew that it wasn't. It was far from alright, and the longer that Elijah stayed away, the more worried I became. He was the Alpha, and I knew that it was likely that he was attending to the problem, but that did not mean that I was not worried. What if something happened to him and I was going to be forced to stay here and wait until someone finally managed to think about telling me? I knew that it wasn't exactly the thought process to follow, but there was nothing that I could do about it. It was something that was just going to keep happening, regardless of what I tried to tell myself. That was something that I was sure of. But it seemed like there
My question had been a direct one, one that deserved a straight and honest answer. But if I had to make an educated guess, I would say that Elijah was trying to think of something to say to me, and chances were that it would be a lie. The mere thought of it happened irked my nerves, making me feel like I was starting the journey to losing my temper. I didn't want to be the one who was being put subject to all of this, but it was like he was leaving me with no choice. But I would wait until he said something, and then I would take it from there. After all, that was all that I could actually do. It would not help for me to jump to conclusions just yet, as there was still a chance that he would deny everything the moment that I confronted him on it. I just hoped that he did not plan on taking ages to answer me, because that was just going to make the way that I was feeling, so much worse. I could tell by the expression on his face, that he was at a loss for words. I didn't know how to e
Guilt ripped through me like a tidal wave, and I could not help but feel like I had been too harsh on Samantha. But it was too late for me to feel this way now. I had already sent her away, and if I had to take a guess, I assumed that it would take a lot more than an apology to get her back here. I could hear her taking the steps two at a time, clearly as determined to get away from me as I had been to get rid of her. And suddenly, the hunger that had been eating at me a few moments ago, was gone, replaced by a hollow feeling in my chest. I knew, without a doubt, that any food that I bothered to make now, would go to waste. And I would be bound to get a lecture for it from the Omegas, so I decided to do the only reasonable thing that was left for me to do, the only thing that could possibly keep me busy long enough to make me forget about the foolish possibility of going to Samantha's room and talking to her about what happened. I knew that she wouldn't be happy with that. I knew it
I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling, feeling like I had already memorised the locations of all of the indents and imperfections on it. I had lost track of what the time was, and I didn't actually want to take the time to check either. I knew that it would only wake me up more, and where was that going to get me? Absolutely nowhere. I was already making things difficult by laying here with my eyes open instead of closing my eyes and doing something as foolish as counting sheep to get myself to sleep. If someone were to hear the way that I was talking to myself, they would be bound to think that I was crazy. And maybe I actually was... Or I was just on the way there. But that did not matter, for the facts remained the same. After my encounter with Elijah, I had fulfilled my instructions and I had done what I had needed to do to go to bed. I had used up as much hot water as I possibly could have when I had gone to bath, although, I doubted that it had as much of an effect on him a
Just as I had been expecting, I was nothing short of being exhausted when I woke up the next morning. Every fibre of my being screamt at me for staying awake as late as I had last night, and my encounter with Jace hadn't helped one bit. On the contrary, I believed that it had kept me awake for much longer than I would have been. Maybe I was wrong, but I did not think that I was. But there was no use in crying over spilt milk. It wouldn't get me anywere. I just needed to focus on making it through the day and then take it from there. Maybe if I was lucky, I would be able to take a nap, but I knew that that was something that I would not be able to bank on just yet. I would need to use my energy sparingly because if I was burnt out by the time that lunchtime rolled around, I wouldn't even manage with the walk home. And I wasn't just saying all of this for the sake of it, I was saying it because I knew myself, and I knew what I was capable of and what I was not. This was one of those si
I didn't know why, but when I got to school, there had been a part of me that had been expecting Jace to be here, but as I acknowledged the fact that he was not, I could not help but feel a little bit relieved. I did not think that I would be able to face him for the entirety of the day, knowing that he was the under the impression that I was going to be his mate. It was something that I refused to believe would be possible, but I also knew better than to shut off the possibility completely. In the event that I did that, I doubted that I would get anywhere. But of course, Jace not being here, had it's won downsides as well - for starters, there came the fact that I still did not know anyone here. He was the only person who had dared to speak to me yesterday, and I had the feeling that no one would be willing to bite the bullet today. After all, I was only going to be here for another day. What would be the point in anyone making an effort with me only for me to disappear and go and f
"Well, well, well. Look who the cat dragged in. I was starting to think that you weren't going to show up." I knew that Alpha Elijah would easily be able to pick up on the fact that this was nothing more than playful banter, but I did know that I needed to thread lightly, because I could tell by the expression on his face, that he wasn't happy. There was clearly something that was bothering him, and if I had to take a guess, I would pin the blame on no one other than Samantha. She was the only person who could get under his skin in the particular way that she managed to, and I didn't even think that she realised that she was doing it. It was one of the many things that led me to believe that the two of them were destined to be mates. There was still a chance that I was going to be wrong, but I doubted that it would be the case. He didn't even acknowledge my statement, and instead, walked directly past me. I didn't know where he was going, but it seemed like he hadn't come here with
No matter how long Alpha Elijah sparred with the people who were here, he did not seem to lighten up in terms of the way that he was feeling. All along, I had been under the impression that his emotions would lighten up once he got everything out of his system, but it just wasn't happening. It was something that baffled me, and I was starting to get more and more curious in terms of knowing what it was that was making him feel this way. If I didn't know any better, then I would have gone ahead and asked him what was going on, but I did not want to find myself as the focus of his rage. But it seemed like luck was on my side for once, because I must have suffered for long enough. I said this because Samantha walked through the doors to the gymnasium. The only reason why I knew that, was because of the fact that I could see the change in Alpha Elijah's posture, in the way that he tensed. I had heard the door opening, but I had to turn around to see that it was her. But Alpha Elijah had