Screw My Childhood Sweetheart His Alpha Brother Marked Me First novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174

Opening my eyes, I thrust out my hands. Blasts of light shot from my palms. I thought for sure they’d be the ones to finally break through. But they bounced off the invisible force field Caspian had created.

A growl of frustration bubbled out of me. “Again.”

I shot blast after blast, trying every imagery technique I could think of. None of it worked. The harder I tried, the less success I found.

I let the anger fuel me and threw a blast so hard, it sent me stumbling back a few steps.

“Enough,” Knox barked. “You’re done for the day.”

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I whirled on him. “You aren’t the boss of me.”

“Maybe not, but I am someone who loves you and I’m not going to stand around and watch while you kill yourself.”

My mouth fell open but I quickly shut it. I took stock of myself. My energy levels were dangerously low. My muscles trembled with fatigue. Even my vision was blurry around the edges.

I’d pushed too hard. But what other choice did I have? I’d pored over every journal, tried every training technique shared in their pages. And time was running out.

Knox pulled me into his arms. Just the contact began filling my well again. The worst of the trembling in my

muscles faded.

He brushed his lips across my temple. “You’ll get there. But you have to give yourself time.”

I looked up into his eyes. “What if it’s too late?”

“Senna.”

I looked up from my locker at the sound of my religion teacher’s voice. “Hi, Ms. Angler.”

She nodded to the hulking form behind me. “Relax, Aftson. She’s not in trouble.”

He moved to my side. “Of course not. Sen’s the perfect student.”

Ms. Angler shook her head, but a smile played at her lips. “I need to speak to this perfect student privately.”

Anson frowned at her and opened his mouth to argue, but I patted his chest. “I’m fine. I’ll meet you in the cafeteria.”

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“Call if you need me.”

I knew he didn’t mean on the phone. I opened my mind link to him. Go. I’ll tell you if she gives me detention and you can threaten to beat her up.

A chuckling sound filled my head and he bent to give me a quick kiss. “See you in a bit.”

As he left, I turned back to Ms. Angler. She watched Anson disappear in the crowd of students. “He’s certainly

protective.”

She had no idea.

Ms. Angler shifted her focus back to me. “How are you feeling, Senna? I know you were sick and then there was a death in your community-”

“I’m fine,” I cut in. I didn’t want to give her a chance to ask any questions about who had died because I wasn’t sure what story Mason had given the school.

“I know you’ve had a lot of changes and hardship over the past year. It can be difficult to focus in those times. I get that. But I’m afraid you’re in danger of failing my religion class.”

My mouth fell open. I knew I hadn’t done well on the past few quizzes and had missed a paper, but failing?

A scoffing laugh sounded to the left. “Figures,” Sadie muttered as she glided by. “Too busy spreading her legs.”

“Sadie,” Ms. Angler chastised. “That language is not acceptable.”

“Sorry, Ms. Angler.” Sadie glared at me as if it were my fault she’d been reprimanded.

Ms. Angler ushered me into an empty classroom. “I’d like us to meet after school on Monday. We can come up with a plan to get you back on track. I don’t want you to have to repeat your senior year.”

I wouldn’t last through another round of my senior year. “Sure. Maybe I can do some extra credit or retake some

tests?”

“We’ll talk about it on Monday.” She patted my shoulder. “If you work hard the rest of the year, you shouldn’t have any problems.”

I nodded as she disappeared into the hallway. The chances of the rest of the year going smoothly were slim to none. Maybe I could get an automatic A for defeating my sociopath of a father? But I wasn’t any closer to that than I was an A in religion. We still had no idea where Kaleb even was.

I lifted my backpack higher on my shoulder and headed into the hall. There were only a few stragglers left, and by the time I reached the cafeteria, most of the students were sitting at their tables. The feeling of eyes on me grated on my skin.

Finding the guys at our usual spot, I kept my focus on them as I wove through the sea of tables. River’s eyes

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