my Wolf

Chapter 4.

Elena's 

The damp morning chill seeped into my bones, and I had to leave the pack early to avoid being seen. Flipping through the pages, anticipating the first class to start, and went off as usual when I caught a whiff of his scent, calming yet intoxicating. I knew it the moment I met him; the solace that came with a moment I shared with him, my heart hammering in my ribs, the sudden tranquil isolation that came with these desires.

“......but can I fit into his world-I don't even have my wolf to confirm my instincts- Would still want me if he knows I am a woofless bitch as people say that brought nothing but destruction” My suddenly found and lost desire morphed into fear, insecurity now trying everything not to meet his gaze on that ground he stood.

“His sudden voice startled me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I hadn't realized I went blank amidst his introduction until he was right beside me."

“Can I sit here?”

“uhh…..Ye..ah, you can” I managed to say, feigning pretense not to be anxious even though my voice said the opposite.

“What!” I screamed into my head as I realized that he was sitting opposite me.

“What have you done, Elena? I should have turned him down when he asked?”

“Elena…..He will hate you once he knows your identity, do not expect too much!” I cussed under my breath, pulling myself to consciousness praying my face wouldn't have been flushed red.

“I am Liam….” His words were cut short by the teacher's interruption.

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My full concentration was on the wall clock largely displayed on the wall, every tick-tock seemed like an interval of 24 hours. History was neither my best subject nor a course I despised, but his sitting opposite in front of me with his back facing me made things complicated. It was like his lavender scent mixed with rich cedarwood was everywhere as his strong scent kept hitting my nostrils making it difficult for me to concentrate. I felt isolated, I needed to inhale fresh air free from his enchanting scent.

Immediately I heard the bell rang, I stormed out. It was a dream come true. I felt some gaze from different angles burrowed in me as I left the class; out of those, I could identify him.

I went straight to the only place that had always given me the best solace and tranquility I loved. Getting there was quite challenging, I became unseen even when there was a high chance I could be seen but the foot to the backdoor was open-

“Seemed the Moon Goddess is by my side” I mumbled while stealthily dashing my way through.

I flung my bag at the foot of the hoop; I slumped forward, supporting my back with the hoop while my head hung low, inhaling as much air as I could; I knew I was in oxygen debt the moment I stopped myself from filling my mind with his incense.

“Most people don't come to the basketball court at this hour, I like it here….” I thought.

I was lost in my world and oblivious to my surroundings until a mocking scoff drew me out of my solitude.

“Who do we have here?!”

I raised up my head to meet a scorching gaze, I furrowed my brow to recollect her face…..

“The new girl!” I mumbled.

“So funny how I forget her face when she has been the talk of the whole school….I think Amber has a rival now” I chuckled slightly while mumbling my words inaudible to her hearing. I rustled up only to stagger backward to Sophie's impact, stopping me from moving an inch. I winced in pain as I went into the hoop, causing a sharp pain.

“Some hours ago it was Amber now it is the new girl, can thing be anymore worst”

“Could she have heard the story too and decided to pick on me like the rest?” I thought. 

That was the only explanation I could give to the sudden harassment. I maintained my silence awaiting what was coming next, expecting them to list out the difference between me and my mom, that's how it has always started anyway.

“So you are really woofless as they said? The smell said it all. Have you been flirting with Liam?”

My eyes widened in shock and terror, my countenance evident of confusion, I was lost of words……..That was totally out of the blue.

“Flirt? ….I am sorry if you think I am interested in him but I am…..not- seemed I have no right to be attracted to anyone as well- What an unfair world” I retorted convincingly hoping she believes me while pondering on my fate. She seemed desperate, I would rather have my heart bleed out than crossing her lane.

“You dated to lie? You this filthy woofless bitch….How dare you look up into my face and lie!? Were you not taught not to lie to your superior……oh my bad! You have no mother to teach you that! That means you will have to learn in hard 

A loud thud with an intense pain across my cheek knocked me out of my eerie; My head dangled to the other side from the impact of the force, leaving my hair falling out onto my face.

Her sudden gripped on my chin sent an excruciating pain through me-

“I will be asking you for the last time, have. you.been.flirting.with.my.betrothed?” She enunciated her words; her dagger looks cutting through my defense. 

“Betrothed?.....” I gulped down the lump formed in my throat, my eyes moistened with tears I dared not release since that would make me look pity and guilty. The words were like a hot shield scarring through my heart. 

“I am…..not interested in him”

I shut my eyes expecting another burning sensation that would come with her raised hand only to open them to the voice of the last person I was expecting. 

“What are you doing Isabella?” His voice was laced with disgust and authority.

I shifted my gaze from him, letting his scent soothe my pain, calming my distress.I hated the fact that I felt so affected by just his incense and voice so much that all I could think of was to wrap myself and wallow into that scent.

I remembered the word betrothed and I felt the tears I thought I had gotten rid of streamed down my cheeks.

I took my bag in haste and ran off.

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It has been a week and I was still on my ground of avoiding him both in class and cafeteria. My sudden change of spot raised a suspense from Sophie and she tried to force the words out of me. I couldn't come with any, how would I tell her I had a feeling that the boy we both saved was my mate when I don't have a wolf to confirm that.

My birthday is some days away, Sophie wanted me to celebrate my birthday and all my effort to talk her out of it proved abortive though not after giving me the chance to choose my guest. She teased me on inviting Liam but she was shocked when I wronged him out of the list. A scent from him could trigger that feeling and desire I have been struggling to put into check.

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I looked down to the vibration of my phone, it was a text from Sophie probably wanted to confirm where I was. We had just finished with classes, we were to meet at the bar I worked at immediately after the class ended so we could dress up and make sure everything was in place before the commencement.

“You are late! Did Amber cross paths with you again or you decided to wait till Liam leaves as usual?” Sophie scolded with her focus affixed on the piled of clothes she was checking on.

I rolled my eyes at her outburst, not bothering to answer her questions.

“Elena, answer me", She snapped and I heaved silently.

“Will you calm down, I didn't meet with any of them", I said while grabbing a black knee length satin gown with crystals. I widened my eyes, astounded by the floral patterns on the edge of the gown.

“Then why are you late", Sophie questioned with her brows furrowed, she placed her hands on her hip which instantly got me laughing with tears in my eyes.

“What the hell is wrong with you, what's fucking funny", She bursted out laughing with me too.

“Your expression, it's so cute. You know I am a perpetual latecomer, I didn't run into any of them", I said, amidst laughter and Sophie ran off to my side smacking me by my buttocks.

“It hurts”, I screamed.

“Good for you”, She ran off with me hot on her heels. We ended up dressing after running all over the house session.

 I was dressed in a black knee length off-shoulder tight fitted gown with floral patterns by the hem of the dress. I complimented the dress with a black stiletto heels and a simple makeover. 

Sophie was dressed in a simple light pink halter neck mini Dress with clear heels to match. She complimented the look with a simple makeover, we stood right by the side as we made our entrance into the bar I worked at. I was greeting some of my coworkers who were wishing me, everything was set in motion. 

Music blaring out from every corners, neon lights shone and we make our way to the tables Sophie organized, we saw some of our classmates who were there before us, we make our way to the dance floor swinging our bodies to the music, I just want this night to be my best night, wanted to forget everything just for a second. I couldn't keep my mind off the effects of the alcohol, at least It made me get off my mind from that lingering scent and intimidating thoughts. I would love to embrace anything that could distract my thoughts from thinking about him.

I wobbling stepped out of the crowd finding my way to the restroom but stumbled upon someone among them and amidst them, there are some who were bulky……their intend gaze scrutinizing me until I caught caught whiff of that soothing incense, the only scent enough to wet my thighs with my juice.

I couldn't process how I drowsily found my way towards him and collapsed into his embrace seeking comfort.

I woke up to the throbbing pain trailing with the crumbles of yesterday’s remnant. With darkness everywhere I could point it was still early.

My mind went blank the moment images of yesterday flashed across my eyes. 

“Oh no!...... How dare you Liam!” 

Liam, still in his dazed state, was perplexed. He furrowed his brow while hung his head low, frustration evident on his countenance.

“You kissed me Elena….. it's not what you are thinking!” He explained in his calm demeanor.

“I will never do that Liam, I would rather kiss Amber’s foot than to kiss you” 

I jolted out to nowhere in particular, everywhere was still dark. Only the manor which I failed to worship the architectural layout illuminated the space.

In frustration and annoyance, I dipped my hands into the bag I could identify as mine when I woke up searching for my phone.

“I need to call Sophie or a GPS locator…..”

 

Beads of sweat formed on my temple even the breeze couldn't do justice to my distress. I was distracted by the headlight moving towards me, I mustered up my courage to approach for help but that was totally a wrong move.

I noticed their fierceness, the aura I perceived left me uneasy and before I could give a chance to my brain to process things……I was dominated, inhaling a choking scent I couldn't point out what and my image went blurred.

“Seems this is the end of all” I thought before losing it totally.

The cold floor did injustice to my skin, I winced in pain as I tried to adjust my eyes, I was drenched in a liquid unsure if it was my blood or something else, my situation unfathomable…….I tried to readjusted position, my left thigh was screaming pain since it has been taking on the weight of my upper body. 

My vision was blurry, I could barely make out any sense out of the images I saw but with the smell of wolfsbane and a long stride and lengthy structure, I knew it was a whip.

Now I know where the pain behind my back came from. I was woken up by something extraordinary.

Another strong smell of wolfsbane hit me, it wasn't something that could be gotten from my pack…..My mind lost in dazed, different questions churning inside me.

“Is it because of my mom…m again?” I managed to form my word only for my body to tremble in pain as another lashed strike through my skin cutting it open…..

I fell down to the side again, my struggle to stand up proved in vain. 

I shrieked in pain, this time not sure if it was from the lashes or my body. I felt a sudden rise in my temperature, my inner turmoil burning with the light I could only think it was from me, it was as if my body was going into sepsis, far more than that.

“I want this to end….” I groaned in pain as the light kept illuminating broader and it seemed the more the light, the more intense the pain. I noticed my skin shredding changing into a form that is not mine…..The sudden outburst of the light that came with my morpheme left me distraught, the pain far too much from what I could absorb……I drifted into the darkness of my thought with only a voice I could never mistaken to someone else's.

“Elena!?-

“It was my wolf”