Academy Of Mates novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

It turns out, I was on the wrong floor.

So engrossed in the beauty of my surroundings, I accidentally went up another flight of stairs and into someone else’s room. It was strange… I can still feel his eyes on me despite already being one floor down.

Like he was following me.

But I tried to shake that feeling off, knowing that no one from the School of Love would be interested enough to do such a thing.

Descending the grand staircase with only the soft glow of the lamps to light the way, I felt those eyes following me again, making my skin prickle and my heart beat erratically. Twice I looked back, expecting to see him, but I didn’t.

Who was he anyway?

My nose was still stuffy from the cold lake, making it hard for me to smell him and I didn’t see an identifier… did he give it to someone?

I couldn’t shake the man off my mind even when I finally found my room. It was directly under his- whoever he is.

It was strange because even when I was in my room, I still felt his piercing stare. It was impossible, but it felt like he was still watching me.

Closely.

Too closely.

I force my attention to my room, the luxury of it dawning on me. Everything was gold encrusted, the walls glowing with rich material. If I take just a piece of this wall, my pack would be taken care of for years to come- but they check our bags before we can leave at the end of the weekend. Especially us. For the exact reason of what I was thinking about doing.

The room is for royalty, complete with luxurious fur carpets, satin curtains and dozens of pillows that I can already tell are very soft. The large princess bed could fit at least three families and the room itself can fit half of our pack inside it.

I had a full couch set in one corner with a burning fireplace right beside it. There was also a decent sized crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the room and big windows overlooking the woods and the bright moon outside.

It felt out of this world.

A dream that came true.

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My sad looking luggage sitting in front of a wardrobe stuck out like a sore thumb here.

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Chapter 17

It was a reminder that I’m only here for a short time and I shouldn’t get too

comfortable.

The bathroom was another surprising sight. Every corner is detailed with priceless gold and the marble flooring is so clean you can see your reflection on it. By the window, a circular shaped bathtub made of smooth granite sits beside it. With the moonlight shining directly on the entire room, it was definitely a sight to behold.

A clock on the wall reminds me that I have to hurry or else I’ll miss dinner.

Quickly, I fix the bath and strip off my wet dress. The water is hot and soothing, the smell of fresh flowers and something sweet wafts in the air. I lit a few scented candles that were placed around the bathtub and slowly slipped under the water.

I never thought a bath could be relaxing and something to be enjoyed.

Baths in our pack were a luxury and were seen as something impractical.

But now? It was entirely different.

Unable to resist, I took my time in the tub, my attention focused on the moon as I submerged my entire body under the warm water. Again my mind goes back to the man staying above me. The encounter haunted me for some reason. The shadows hid him well. I could only see a vague outline of him. Tall, muscular and mysterious.

The eyes though.

They watched me so closely.

I blow out a breath as a shiver runs down my spine.

Dunking my head under the water, I tried to regain control over myself. I was being ridiculous and, after a quick glance at the clock, I was now ridiculous and late.

A quick rinse and I was bolting out of the bathroom.

My sad looking bag wasn’t hard to find as I dug around for something to wear. All of the attendees from our pack were supposed to wear our nice imported clothes the entire day- all the way to dinner, but with my dress still dripping wet, there wasn’t much I could do. Biting my lip and debating if I could just dry out the dress, a knock on my door came.

Who could it be?

Hesitantly, I opened the door and was surprised to see an older woman outside. She has her head down, her arms out and holding a nicely folded fabric of some sort.

Before I could ask her, she immediately lowered her head even further.

“The Beta Andrew sent this over for you.” She says quietly. The woman is much too old to be in the School of Love but I can tell from her scent she’s one of the ‘helpers’ everyone apparently brought with them.

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Currently, numerous of these helpers are frantically running around the hall carrying clothes, brushes and make up bags along with a shout from a distance demanding them to hurry.

“Please take it, Miss.” She presses, looking incredibly worried as she looks left and right. “I was told to provide you with whatever you may need tonight.”

My cheeks flushed. “I couldn’t…. This is just too much. I really—”

“The women that came with him have hundreds of dresses. Thousands, Miss.” The woman gestures to the dress in her hands once more. “They will not miss one. The Beta chose this specifically for you.”

I could tell without touching that the dress in her arms probably costs ten times more than the dress the Alpha gave us. Maybe more. It’s a deep red and it looks long. The fabric is of great quality and from where I was standing I could see a few gems sparkling, woven within the fabric.

Something about being dressed by Beta Andrew just didn’t sit right with me, but I didn’ t have many options at that point. Unless I really wanted to stand out and go to an

outdoor dinner naked.

“If you don’t like this one, I could go back and get you more.” She says, panicked. “In fact, he has five more dresses to send you. I just couldn’t carry them all-”

“I love it, the one you have.” I reach for it and the woman beams.

“I could help you get ready?” She suggests, pointing towards the vanity inside my room. “I’ve brought make up and hair products.”

My fingers ran through my damp hair. “That really is too much, I think…”

“Nothing is too much, Miss. The Beta demands it.” She invites herself in and walks to the awaiting vanity.

“But aren’t I keeping you from someone?” I asked, following after her.

“The Beta’s pack brought two hundred helpers. I will not be needed.” She insists, setting down her bag and pulling out bottles of every color and several brushes of varying sizes.

Two hundred helpers… the richest pack’s helping staff alone outnumbered our pack back at home. “Why could you possibly need two hundred?”

Her eyes flickered at me briefly. “The future Alpha is very particular.”

The words were heavy on her lips, making me think that there was more to it. “I see.”

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