Lila’s POV“Why are you so surprised? You kicked ass in that class,” Becca said, much later in the evening as I packed my suitcase in my dorm room. I was getting ready to return home for the weekend. On Monday I would be going to Monstro, and I was incredibly nervous. “Yeah, but I didn’t think he
“I’m sorry for bothering you,” I said again, turning away. She didn’t stick around to watch me leave; she slammed the door, making me flinch before I took off. …Enzo’s POVI heard the front door slamming as soon as I got out of the shower. I grabbed my pants and left the bathroom, only to find Co
Lila’s POV“Lila, darling, what’s going on?” My mother asked as she came into my room. I could hear the party continuing down the stairs, though it was growing late in the evening, and most were heading home. Becca and Brody are each set up in one of the guest rooms and I had said goodbye to Briann
Tomorrow evening. I wasn’t going to be seeing Enzo at all. My heart squeezed painfully in my chest; this trip was happening way too soon, and I wasn’t sure I was ready. But it was way too late to back down now.I had to go through with this. My parents gave me a kiss before leaving my room and le
Enzo’s POV“Alpha Enzo, I need a favor from you,” Bastien said one night on the phone. “What’s up?” I answered, waiting for him to continue. “I’m a little worried about this trip Lila is going on. I can’t be there to protect her. She’s never been this far from home before. I know it’s a lot to ask
However, it was about to be Lila’s turn. I saved her for last. Looking over at Becca, I saw that she too was looking worriedly at the locker room. “Becca,” I called her over. She looked startled at first but then worriedly walked toward me. “It’ll be Lila’s turn soon. Can you make sure she’s ou
Lila’s POV“Did my father put you up to this?” I asked, staring at him with such shock. Val was instantly in a better mood as she cooed “I told you so.” “He might have mentioned not wanting you to go on this trip alone,” Enzo admitted. “I can’t believe he would do that,” I said, feeling a little
“It’s not my first time flying,” he answered. “How many times have you flown?” I found myself asking. “Enough times to be confident.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him as I looked away. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt the plane jerk forward. I quickly grabbed onto the armrests, no