Academy Of Mates novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

I did not sleep a wink that night.

Sebastian’s voice echoed through my mind over and over. ‘Don’t trust him.’

It seems like both Benedict and Sebastian do not like Andrew.

But Sebastian isn’t rivals with Andrew… I think?

They’re not at war with each other? I hope?

After Sebastian left my room uttering this warning, I tossed and turned and before I knew it, the sun was rising in the sky and the smell of food was already wafting in from the kitchens below.

With a sigh, I rolled again, my eyes on the ceiling. I did not even want to begin to think about any of them

anymore.

If I was being honest with myself, it wasn’t the excessive amount of alcohol that made me vomit so harshly- at least not entirely. It was partially because of my talk with Benedict that just shook me from the inside.

Obviously, it’s my fault… for even hoping for something with him. With his history, it was already to be expected that this would happen, yet I pushed and daydreamed and let him in like a little girl forgetting that she’s playing with fire. And then getting hurt in the process.

I just needed to be slapped with the harsh truth.

Which he did.

Both Betas seem to be doing that.

And I can’t really blame them.

Not dwelling on the other words Benedict said that made my heart prickle with pain all over again, I pushed myself out of bed and got ready for the day.

This wasn’t a vacation for me. I have a duty to my pack, who are heavily relying on me for this to go well.

With Andrew and Benedict out of the picture, I had to try this time. Really try. To look, to meet… to possibly meet someone that will choose me in the end.

Foolishly, as if I haven’t learned my lesson, I think about Benedict and Andrew. But I shake my head quickly as if to remove that thought from my head.

Both of them are the most handsome men in all the School of Love. They have women throwing themselves at them, their options endless. The idea of one of them choosing me is laughable.

With another shake of my head, I focused on getting ready. From what I remember from the schedule posted, today was going to be more relaxed with more time to ourselves and to meet more potentials.

The morning will be spent in the gardens for a picnic and the afternoon will be spent in the woods for a few

more contests.

To keep with the theme of picnics, I chose a floral dress and some flats- to give my feet a rest and put my hair up in a simple ponytail using a ribbon.

When I was done, I waited by the door, my eyes on the doorknob but my mind on the man that was behind it. I don’t know how I know he will be there… but somehow I did. And I don’t know why I’m suddenly used to this kind of set up but this has been a constant lately and not at all in a bad way.

Except maybe now that’s changed.

Sebastian looked so angry last night. It was scary, but if I was completely and utterly honest with myself… a little thrilling at the same time.

My eyes flickered at the clock on my wall. It was ten in the morning. I had taken my time getting ready and if I wanted a chance to actually end up with someone at the end of the Academy, I had to leave my room. I had to meet other attendees.

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I did a little shake, blowing out a breath and straightening my back. Before I could chicken out, I opened the door.

He was there.

As always.

But my heart still did a little leap at the sight of him.

Although he was standing as still as could be- a statue as per usual, somehow, I know he is not mad

anymore.

To prove this, he looked up, a hint of his eyes and lips peeking out from the shadows that kept his face hidden away. His lips pulled upwards, the smallest of movements, a show of peace from our otherwise chilling night.

I gave him my own smile, showing him that I accepted his quiet peace offering.

Right as I take a step out in the hallway, he pulls something out from behind him. It was a thermos, complete with a top that could be used for a cup.

“Coffee,” He says, his face filled with that… emotion I can’t quite place. “I figured you might need it after how much you drank.”

“And expelled.” I murmured back, holding my stomach. Still, I smiled, taking the thermos from his hands, my fingers grazing along his strong and long ones. I had to fight the warmth that went through my body at the contact. “Thank you.”

He doesn’t acknowledge my thanks, looking like he was going to do these kinds of things whether I liked it or

not.

I leaned my back against the wall, staring out the window and standing side by side with him.

Sebastian takes the thermos from my hands, our fingers momentarily touching yet again. He opens it and presses the top before pouring the piping hot coffee into the cup. “Careful. It’s hot. I just made it.”

“You made it?” I asked with a lifted eyebrow. My heart thumped and thumped. The treacherous thing.

He nods, waiting for me to take a sip, and I do. The nearly scalding hot liquid burned down my throat in the most satisfying way, the mere taste of the coffee energizing me immediately. It was a little too bitter for me, but it was made by him, so I like it all the same.

“I love it.” I tell him happily, but he takes the cup from me again and pulls out a packet of creamer and sugar from his coat.

“It’s too bitter for you.” It wasn’t a question as he fixed it for me. “There. Try it now and don’t lie to me.”

I rolled my eyes, the smile on my lips showing that I wasn’t really annoyed but rather endeared. “You’re so demanding.”

He doesn’t respond, only waiting for me to take another sip and this time when I do, a sigh leaves my lips because it’s exactly how I liked it. He looked proud of himself, returning to his position by the wall.

Instead of leaving for breakfast, I found myself standing beside him in the quiet hallway, my back pressed against the cool marble as I silently drank the coffee he made for me.

I offer him a cup which he takes after staring at me for a long time and drinks from it before pouring more and handing it back to me.

The morning is beautiful, bright and sunny. Birds were chirping and I could hear some of the attendees swimming in the lake, their laughter infectious as they splashed around.

Everyone was in a good mood because it was the third day, almost half way through.

“Maybe I should choose you.” I tell him, staring down at my cup.

He turns his head to look at me. “Would you like that?”

I turned my head as well, having to tilt my head a little to look at him fully. “Don’t tease me.”

We were so close.

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Not touching.

But so close.

He was warm, his heat seeping into my skin.

It was getting hard to breathe, getting hard to think.

“Was I?” He says without looking away.

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