Lila’s POV Today was the big day; my art piece was going to be shown to hundreds of people and I had never been more nervous in my entire life. My heart was racing rapidly in my chest as I stared myself over in the mirror that hung in my dorm room. I wore a casual evening gown and kept my hair do
“I… I don’t know what to say,” I breathed, staring between her and my father. This almost felt undeserving after what happened this past week, but I was in such awe I could hardly form words. “Say you’ll accept,” Cassidy-Anne said with a fond smile. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to be my assistant.”
Lila’s POV Everything happened so fast; my heart was racing at lightning speed as Enzo lifted me onto the sink. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around him; mainly to keep myself from falling off the sink, but also because it just felt right. I felt him between my legs, pressing himself against me
“Nobody knows, Bri. You can’t tell anybody,” I pleaded. She swiped my hand away but remained still as she stared around my desperate and serious face. “You’re being serious…” she whispered in awe. “He’s actually your mate…” I nodded my head once, keeping my eyes locked on hers. “I wish I wasn’t
Enzo’s POV “Hey, Enzo!” Bastien called me over from across the exhibit. He was with a few other Alphas. I wondered if they saw me leaving the bathroom area with Lila trailing behind me. But when I turned to glance in Lila’s direction, she wasn’t there. She was smart; she must have been waiting a
“You don’t want to be my partner anymore?” I asked. “I was thinking, since I woke up, that Sarah is gone, and her partner will need a new partner. I could always be her partner…” “What about me?” I asked. “You’d have to talk to Professor Enzo about it,” Becca said with a shrug. “I just can’t trus
Enzo’s POV “You know, Enzo. You aren’t a bad drinking partner,” Alpha John said with a drunken slur as he slapped me on the back of my shoulder. I could smell the whisky on his breath, and it made me cringe. I’ve only had a couple of beers, so I was far from drunk. But I couldn’t say the same for
… I spent most of the afternoon in the library making flyers for volunteers. The first person I asked to join the committee was Rachel, but she said it wasn’t her thing, so I was stuck doing this completely by myself until others decided to join as well. Surprisingly it didn’t take very long for