Lila’s POV
“Sarah, what happened? Are you okay?” I asked, wrapping an arm around her to steady her.
“Get off me,” she muttered, trying to shove me away, but I was too strong, and she couldn’t make me budge.
“Tell me what happened,” I said firmly.
“It doesn’t matter,” she muttered. “But my father can’t know about this.”
“Sarah, you are bleeding blood. Something is seriously wrong,” I said, shaking my head. “We need to.”
“No!” She growled, and this time successfully shoving me away from her. “We don’t need to do anything. This is just a thing I do. I’ll be fine in a few minutes. Just promise me you won’t say anything.”
I didn’t want to promise something like that knowing that it could cost Sarah’s life. If something were to happen to her and I knew about it, I could never live with myself.
“Promise me!” She growled, anger crossing through her eyes.
I nodded quickly.
“I promise…” I said in return.
She didn’t say anything more, she stepped out of the closet and her entire demeanor changed. She gasped and stared upward; her breath caught in her throat. I wondered what she was looking at, but I realized it as soon as I stepped into the hallway and my eyes widened.
“I thought you were meeting me in the lounge,” I said, narrowing my eyes at Brody.
“I was… your food is with the others,” he said, his eyes never leaving Sarah’s. “I’m sorry…I thought I…”
“Were you spying on us?” Sarah asked, coming back to her senses as she folded her arms across her chest.
“No,” he said quickly, running his hands to the back of his neck. “I was just walking by and…”
“Whatever,” she muttered, shoving past him. “Just don’t tell anyone.”
He said nothing as she walked away; he watched her, almost longingly. I knew it was because his wolf wanted to go after him.
My heart clenched painfully for him as he looked back at me and I saw the sorrow in his eyes.
“It’s hard… “he whispered; I knew he was referring to his mate bond with Sarah.
I gave him a small smile.
“I know…” I breathed. “Let’s go eat.”
He nodded and we went together to the student lounge to join the others.
We ate and talked as a group and then shortly after we went our separate ways for our classes. I thought about Sarah a lot today. I wondered if she was okay; if she went to the nurse or spoke to anyone else about what had happened.
I still wasn’t sure what had happened myself, but I had a nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I wasn’t sure what to think about it. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to think about it.
At some point during the day, I was reminded that I had to tutor some students in the library later. I couldn’t bail on them and let them down, so I sent Rachel a text explaining that I’d have to raincheck our plans for discussing my election speech.
For most of the day, until my last class, I only saw Enzo once and it was only during passing. Our eyes met from across the hallway; he was talking to a couple of different students, and it was obvious he was on his way to the arena because his shirt was already off and he was dripping in sweat.
The very sight of him made my heart flutter and my knees go weak.
He was so incredibly good-looking, and he was all mine.
He turned and our eyes met; I saw the smile in his eyes, but his face remained natural. I was suddenly super embarrassed being caught checking him out and I quickly scurried down the hallway to my next class. But I felt his eyes on the back of my head as I went.
My last class was with Shifting and Combat and I was super nervous about how this was going to go. Sarah appeared to be back to her normal self when I saw her in the arena. She was still pale and thinner than usual, but she had no blood on her face, and it seemed like she put makeup on and brushed her hair into a high ponytail to match the look of her other friends.
She was in the middle of talking about the latest gossip to even notice me walking into the room. Which, I was beyond grateful for.
Becca waved me over to where she stood with her combat and shifting partner, Monica. I stood beside them as the arena began to fill with eager students. Word had gotten around fast that Enzo was our professor again and Xander was no more.
It was clear that nobody liked Xander, they just tolerated him.
Enzo stood in front of the class, looking around at everyone and I knew from deep in my soul that he was trying hard not to look at me.
“I’m not entirely sure where Professor Xander had left off with your lessons, but I found his curriculum so I’m going to start at the very beginning of it as a review session. Then, we will get into more advanced areas.”
Everyone agreed as Enzo started from the beginning and worked his way through Xander’s curriculum. Because I didn’t have a partner, I was forced to be Enzo’s partner. Which wouldn’t have been a bad thing if I didn’t crave him so much. It was hard being this close to him and not kissing him or being passionate toward him.
I had to pretend he was just my professor.
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