Lila’s POV
It’s been an hour and Rachel hasn’t left her room. I felt awful for upsetting her. She was right; I had no
right to question her like that. I’m not sure what came over me and I felt so ashamed. Becca was already
in bed sleeping and I could see the faint light under Rachel’s door, indicating that she was awake. I
knocked on her door lightly and I heard her faint voice saying, “Come in.” I took a deep breath before
opening the door and poking my head in. She was curled up on her bed and her eyes were red like
she’s been crying. It made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest; I had hurt her. “Hey…” I said softly.
When she didn’t say anything, I stepped into her room. “Rachel, I’m so sorry,” I breathed, shutting the
door behind me. “I was a total monster, and you didn’t deserve that. You were right; it wasn’t my
business. He’s your father and I don’t have a right to tell you what to do.” “He wants to have a better
relationship with me…” she murmured, lowering her gaze. “I want to give him a chance to redeem
himself.” “I understand that completely. I’m sorry I gave you the third degree…” “I know you don’t trust
Alpha Jonathan, but he’s not that bad, Lila. He saved my father’s business. Without him, my father
would have gone bankrupt. We owe him a lot for that,” she said, meeting my eyes. Suddenly, I was
getting a weird feeling. Alpha Jonathan always had an alternative motive when it came to things like
that. He’s a wealthy businessman and owns basically everything; what would he want with a small
restaurant that was on the verge of bankruptcy? I wanted to ask her, but I decided it was probably
better if I didn’t. So, I kept my mouth shut. “Can you please just give them a chance? For me?” I sighed,
not wanting to argue with her anymore. “Sure,” I said, forcing a small smile. “I will give them a chance,
for you.” She smiled widely at me and leaped to her feet, running toward me and wrapping her arms
around me. “Thank you, Lila,” she breathed. I hugged her back, but I couldn’t shake that nasty feeling
that was bubbling in the pit of my stomach.
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The next day.
It was finally Saturday, which meant I had two days to prepare for my first real student committee
meeting of the year. I was beyond excited but also incredibly nervous. I learned a lot about these things
from my father. When I was young, I used to sit in on his Alpha meetings, so I knew how to speak in
front of small crowds and get my points across effectively. I just hoped enough students wanted to join
the committee. I was going to need a handful of students if I wanted this committee to be successful.
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Rachel finally agreed to be a part of it; last year she wanted no part in it. But this year she wanted to
join. I also had Brody, Becca, and a couple of others who were a part of the committee last year. But so
far nobody else has asked to join, which made me nervous. “How about we create flyers?” Becca
suggested. We sat in the dining hall eating our breakfast and talking about the committee. Rachel
hadn’t joined us yet, but at the table sat Brody, Becca, and our new fairy friend, Kay. She had just told
me she wanted to join as well, so at least we were one person closer to having a full committee. I
wanted at least 10 members and so far, we had 7. “That’s a great idea,” I said, writing that down in the
notebook that sat beside my plate. Every Saturday the dining hall had a buffet for breakfast. It consisted
of every breakfast food imaginable. Most of the time I’m usually in the calypso pack by now, but Enzo
had a few things to do this morning, and I wanted to brainstorm some of Monday’s meeting with my
friends, so we decided not to return until later this afternoon. My father was still at the pack
interrogating Xander and searching for Jazzy with the warriors. My mother was still in the rogue village
keeping the shield in place while Hazel recovers in the hospital. It won’t be long now until she can
return to the village herself and my mother can return to the Nova pack. I’m sure she’s probably
exhausted and missing my father terribly. I looked at Kay who was nibbling on her fruit salad. “Did you
get your abilities back yet?” I asked. She frowned and glanced up at me; I could see sadness in her eyes
as she shook her head. “Not yet,” she murmured. “Has the board said anything to you about when we
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