The sky opened up and it started to drizzle. The professor and I were standing in the center of the arena still, his hand heavy on my shoulder and his eyes intense in their questioning. It felt so right to be near him. I didn’t have the heart to shove him away and leave. My body positively melted around this man. “Did I do something wrong?” I ask and shake his shoulder off against all instinct to ask him to touch me more. I turn and square my shoulders, standing up straight. It was meant to be intimidating but my head barely reached his shoulders. I don’t understand why he would keep me behind. I didn’t perform the best today but it wasn’t poor enough to get punished for it. “Nothing wrong.” He whispered, leaning in more. The air was electric between us as the rain fell softly. Any part of me that wanted to get to dry ground was overwhelmed by his presence. The draw to his was so strong that it cannot be helped. I moved closer without realizing and we were almost chest to chest
My mouth opened and closed as I eyed Atlas curiously. I didn’t know what to say. Part of me didn’t want to say anything until we were in private. Some of the other students gave us weird looks as we made our way to his office. The door had his name on it. ‘Professor Atlas Firestone’ Before I could say anything about it we were in his office. He locked the door behind us and knowing he would probably get me against another door, I moved into the center of the room. I was going to miss my next class if we didn’t make this fast but I couldn’t help but be interested. Who was this mystery Alpha with so much power and so much knowledge?He stepped towards me and joined me in the middle of the room. We stared at each other for a moment and then we gestured to the chair in front of his desk. I frowned at him, not wanting to stretch this out, before listening. The chair was simple with a small amount of cushioning on it. He went around his desk and sat down. What he had said before w
*Atlas*A sense of pride swelled in my chest that she had trusted me enough to ask for help. I couldn’t help the smile that twisted at my features as I eyed her up. She was so beautiful: chocolate eyes and deep brown hair very intense. So much emotion behind those eyes, she was careful to keep it contained. All that tension in her shoulders, the way her combat clothes hugged her nimble figure. The first time I laid eyes on her was burned into my mind. The feeling came from behind me, I was compelled to turn and follow it. My wolf Alex knew immediately that she was my mate. There was no doubt about that. With the way she walked up to me, with that misty look on her face, before kissing me - I assumed she knew the same. But her reaction was weird, like she didn’t know that I am her mate, and Alex never could talk to his mate. He was confused, usually the other wolf answered quickly. She never responded after the first moment they recognized each other; it made my wolf sad, and
*Atlas* “Aria, do you have any diseases?” I asked slyly, and she looked at me curiously. My mate looked so cute when she was confused. Her nose scrunched up, and she folded her arms in front of her. She always looked cute but especially cute when she was trying to act defensive. “No, I don’t,” Aria said sharply and then sighed. “I’m perfectly healthy…” I wondered why that would be a problem and then realized she’s probably looking for reasons why she’s wolf-less. My heart ached in my chest. I hated seeing my mate so sad. My wolf Alex also hated being unable to comfort her wolf. If there was anything I could do I would. “Well, hypothetically if you were to have something I could write you a sick note for my class,” I explained. She got a conflicted look on her face and hummed, looking down at her feet to think for a moment before meeting my gaze again. “How long would that work?” She asked. “Usually it’s only for one month, but I could get you two. Any more t
*Aria*It had only been one day at the Academy and someone had already discovered my secret. At least it was Atlas and he was willing to help me. I blushed at the idea of trading a kiss for help as I made my way to my next class. The hallways had large windows that let in the sunshine and I enjoyed the way it felt on my face. My next class was an herbology class. Most of the students were witches and warlocks but I chose it as an elective. You never know when herbology will come in handy. I was paired with a nice witch who showed me some tips on distinguishing between different types of herbs as we put together a salve of sorts. The professor explained that it was a good way to heal burns. He wasn’t as young or handsome as Atlas, not even close. It was really odd to me that he was a professor in the first place - none of them had been as young as him so far. I had a break after that class and decided to spend it unpacking instead of in the food hall, although my stomach prot
I answered the phone as soon as she called. “Hello?” I said as I pushed my phone to my cheek. “Hey, Aria, so much for calling me once you move in,” Joyce said. She’d been my best friend since we were kids, always promising one another to be the first to tell the other good or bad news. As life had gotten pretty real recently, it was hard to remember who I’d promise to talk to once I was on campus. “How’s school so far?”I took a deep breath, not sure where to even start. I could go on about the fistfight or my full-on make-out session with my professor or go into detail about how Rebecca would ruin my life at some point. “It’s been something alright. My new roommate’s as rich as they come.”“Really? Be careful not to break any of her priceless belongings,” said Joyce.“You’re right,” I laughed, looking around at how much stuff had been added to the room. “I’m happy you called, though. I need to ask you something.”“Yeah, anything,” said Joyce.“How was my parents? D
“This time no one will come to help you.” Rebecca had an evil smile on her face.Rebecca’s followers pushed me further behind the building. I knew I was in trouble then. I tried my best to dodge their attacks, but I was caught —then she grabbed me and pulled me into the near-facing wall.Rebecca used her abilities to hold an advantage over me, of course, but I couldn't break free; she started to hit me as her followers circled me, forcing me closer to her. I sighed, thinking how horrible of a time it was to have been caught like this with no power to do anything about it.My spine was pressed against the cold stone, a force so strong that I caught onto Rebecca’s game—she was using her ability to prevent me from moving, which would explain why I was unable to walk into her just a few moments ago. The bitch was using her abilities, and I couldn’t break free no matter how much I tried to fight it.I kept my eyes open as Rebecca slapped me, turning my cheeks a violent red. Her fo
*Aria*I saw a faint bright light above me, washing out the white ceiling. I peeked one eye open, feeling the soreness between them. I turned my head to the left, seeing the emergency signs and posters—I was in the infirmary. Looking down, I was expertly wrapped in a blanket, my arms clean and free from any blemishes or cuts. I tried to sit up, but my ribs still ached, although they felt much better than they did during the attack. I rubbed the area that hurt most, closing my eyes back as the pain subsided. It was the best part about being a werewolf, except for the enhanced speed and secret groups—the ability to heal fast. I rubbed a circle over the area, finding the pain again. I winced, feeling the pain skin deep. It was a feeling I could never forget, the pain in knowing that something like that happened to me, and the physical ache that stuck with me no matter how I squirmed. But no matter what, I had been given a chance to carefully plot my revenge. No matter how many