Did that mean he could feel my pain as well? I didn’t have my cell phone with me, and I wondered if he was blowing up my phone. “He can’t feel our pain,” Val assured me. “We are too far. Just like he can’t mindlink us.” That was a relief to hear. “So, what exactly happened to you?” The nurse a
#Chapter 193 Erased Memories Lila’s POV “Please, take a seat, Lila,” Mrs. Prescott said, motioning for the empty chair beside Xander. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and went to sit down. I kept my eyes from finding Xander’s again and fixed my attention on the headmaster. “I w
Lila’s POV “How was class this morning?” Enzo asked at the other end of the phone. I sat in my room, lying on my bed, trying to wrap my mind around everything that had happened this morning. Xander broke my arm and then somehow got everyone to forget about the incident. I couldn’t help but think t
“What’s going on?” Becca asked, staring at the running students as well. “Looks like everyone is gathering over there,” Rachel said, pointing in the direction of a bunch of students. “They are making a circle I think.” “Do you think someone’s getting in a fight?” Becca asked. “We should check it
Lila’s POV “You should have seen her, Brody! It was incredible!!” Rachel cooed as we sat in the dining hall. Brody listened to Rachel talk about how I stopped a fight between the two she-wolves. I kept getting the sense that everybody was staring at me the entire time we were eating though and it
I knew this, but he had me pinned in impossible positions, making it hard for me to move or fight back. “I’ve heard about your combat skills and I wanted to test you to the max. I can see how I took things a little too far. However, I see great potential in you. I’d like to work with you. I think w
Lila’s POV Xander was in the arena when I arrived Wednesday evening. I watched him from the doorway, without him noticing me, as he used a sword to attack a dummy he had set up. It didn’t take long for the dummy to be a crumbled mess on the arena grounds. Xander paused and he turned to me. “Stan
I went to kick him but he swept my foot out from under me and I fell to the ground with a hard thud! Pain shot through my body as I stared up at him; he placed his foot on my stomach and applied a small amount of pressure, just enough to keep me pinned. “Move my foot,” he ordered. I grabbed his a