Sarah stood in front of us with her arms folded across her chest a glimmer of amusement on her face, but there was also a hint of darkness in her eyes.I could feel Becca’s tension from beside me; she felt uncomfortable around Sarah. That much was obvious. I really try to coexist with Sarah, despite the fact that she stole my boyfriend and quite obviously poisoned me. But it was clear she didn’t want to coexist with me.“We are practicing, Sarah. Is there something you want?” I asked, raising my brows in her direction.“I just wanted to inform you that my father is looking into your scholarship as we speak. You’ll be getting a call from the board soon enough.” This didn’t bother me; I had told her before that I didn’t need the scholarship to stay in this school. Theschool valued my work and wasn’t going to kick me out that easily. Especially not with my father beingthe head of the Alpha committee. They would speak with him before doing anything. Sarah was delusional to think otherwi
Sheryl’s POVI was able to get through class without any other issues containing my powers, but I couldn’t help butthink about Ashton’s whereabouts the entire time. Even Becca could tell I was distracted because she was able to get a few attacks in. “Are you okay?” She asked, eyeing me carefully. “Are you worried about Sarah?”“A little,” I lied. “I just don’t want her to think I’m dangerous.” Becca went to say something, but we were interrupted by Professor Connie behind us. “You must be Sheryl. I’ve heard a lot about you. I look forward to getting to know you a little better,” shesaid with a fond smile.I frowned and stared back at her. “I thought you were only here for a few days,” I say, trying not to sound too rude but I couldn’t help myself. “I’m not really sure how long I’ll be here for,” she admitted. “He didn’t really specify. But I was told youare one of the best combat students. I’m eager to see what you can really do.”“I appreciate that,” I said in return. I paused for
Sheryl’s POV“Sheryl?” Ethan said, staring at me in surprise as I stood outside the Calypso packhouse.I felt my face grow warm as he stared at me.I wasn’t sure how I was going to explain why I was here. Do I tell him I was worried about Ashton? No. I couldn’t say that. “What are you doing here?” He finally asked after it was clear that I wasn’t going to speak. “Professor Ashton wasn’t in class today and I wanted to make sure he was okay,” I answered. My voice sounded distant and small when I spoke. I hated that I was feeling weak right now. Ethan raised his brows as he stared around my face. “You traveled this far to check on him?” He asked. I wasn’t sure how to answer that, but thankfully, he didn’t wait for me to do so. “He has some family problems,” he explained. “He’s been at the hospital all morning with his mother.” Now it was my turn to raise my brows; I rose my gaze to meet his and saw the serious expression on hisface. “His mother?” I asked. Ashton hasn’t really spoken abo
Ashton’s POVI sat on the loveseat on the far side of the art gallery while Sheryl sat in front of her canvas. She had this perplexed look in her eyes as she fixated her gaze on her painting. I had given her some old clothes soshe wouldn’t get paint all over her outfit, along with an apron. Her tongue was out slightly, touching the top of her lip, as she often did while concentrating. I hadtaken note of that while watching her. She bit onto her bottom lip slightly, tugging at it between herteeth. I watched as it grew red and swollen from the intensity of her bite and I wondered at what point she would release it. She had paint smeared on her features as she splattered the brush across the canvas.It’s been a couple of hours since we began the painting; she had to have been almost done by now. “What happened to you wanting to reject her?” Max asked with a little humor in his voice.It was true that I was planning on going to the academy to reject her, but as I got close to the packh
Sheryl’s POVI took a step backward as children came running toward me. Their excited faces lit up as they got closer. “I can’t believe we are actually meeting you!” One of the girls said happily. “You are a legend aroundhere!”“A legend?” I asked, raising my brows in pure confusion. I glanced over at Dee who had a smile on herface. “I don’t understand…”“You fought the bad guys and saved that woman!” One of the kids explained. “Everybody is talkingabout it!”“Word travels fast,” Dee said with a shrug. “You are like a hero to the kids.”“We want to be just like you!”“Teach us how to fight! “We want to fight like the incredible Sheryl!”I must have looked as shocked as I felt because Dee started laughing at my expression as she stoodbeside me. “Can you teach us, Sheryl?” One of the kids asked again.I always had a soft spot for children and saying no to them didn’t sit right with me. As I stared around at all the eager faces, I knew it would be impossible to refuse them this. “Of
Ashton’s POV What the hell was I doing? Everything about her just tastes and smells so good. Her lips are soft and sweet. I thought she would tryto push me off her, but she didn’t. She stood limp against the wall; he eyes fluttered shut as soon as I made contact with her.I bit onto her bottom lip; something I’ve been wanting to do for a while.I nibbled on it; drawing it firmly into my mouth and sucking on it like it was a piece of candy. Once I released it, I paused the kiss.I didn’t push it any further than that. As much as I wanted to continue the embrace, I had to stop myself. She was breathing heavily; I watched as her chest heaved up and down. Her eyes remained closed, andher fair complexion was turning cherry red. “Our mate is growing extremely warm. If you aren’t careful, she will go into heat.” No.I couldn’t let that happen. I had to get out of here. “Take a cold shower,” I muttered.I left without another word. …Sheryl’s POV“Oh, my goddess!!!” Val screamed, rattling m
Sheryl’s POV“Is that Professor Ashton?” Miss Grace asked in a whisper as she slowly stood to her feet.I felt the blood rushing to my head as I stared at the portrait of Ashton. This meant the painting I had for this class was still in my room. How did I make such a terrible mistake like this?“He’s so handsome,” Val breathed lovingly as we took in the picture.I did a really good job at capturing every one of Ashton’s charming features. He had so much personalityin his dark eyes that made my stomach flip.I had to think of something to say, and quickly. “Yes,” I answered, turning toward the class of startled and curious eyes. “This is Alpha Ashton. He’sincredibly inspirational. He’s the youngest Alpha and my father speaks highly of him. He has hugeambitions. I also found out recently that he’s caring for his ill mother, on top of being an incredible professor. I don’t know how he has time to sleep, honestly. But I find myself wanting to be like him. He might not be my biggest ins
Sheryl’s POVI can’t believe I messed up so badly that I presented Ashton’s portrait as my project in class. He was never going to forgive me for this. Maybe if I switched the portraits after hours.I sat in the student lounge which was oddly empty, and I could gather my thoughts. I was doing some homework, but I found it difficult to concentrate.I still hadn’t heard from Ashton all morning or afternoon and I was starting to wonder if he was going toreturn. He had to return; I still had his portrait. He would want that back so he could give it to his mother. Unless something happened…. Just as I was about to pull out my phone, I felt his presence. His scent roamed through the loungecausing my heart to pick up speed. Val perked her head up, taking in his scent as it grew more potent.I turned and saw him taking long strides through the lounge and in my direction. My mouth hung open when his aura was practically glowing around him. His dark eyes poured into me and I saw a smirk appea