Chapter 3 Three
- CHAPTER
- THREE
- “All students should gather,” Our
- principal announces. My friends and I get to the hall quite early. A few
- minutes later, students fill the hall, and the principal stands in front of us,
- on an elevated platform.
- “Good morning students,” He says.
- “Morning.” Only a few students reply, but he doesn’t
- seem to mind.
- “Don Richardo will be coming to our
- school tomorrow, so you all should behave yourselves,” he states.
- “Yes sir!”, we all chant,
- understanding how serious this is.
- From what I hear, Don Richard is very
- rich, powerful, and cruel. It is rumored that he hasn’t found his Erasthai.
- “You may all leave now.”, the
- principal says, and we all stand up and leave the hall. Immediately, voices
- fill the air.“I heard he is hot,” Sheldon whispers, and her mate gives her a
- look, and we all laugh.“I love you more, baby,” she says as she kisses him, and
- earns herself a smile.
- “I’ll see you guys later, I say, and I
- leave for my classes. I sit quietly, awaiting the teacher’s arrival when I
- catch the smell of my Wolf catches my nose, and my Wolf whimpers.
- “I’m sorry, Ella, he doesn’t want us.”
- “His Wolf does,” she says.
- “I’m sorry.”, I say to my Wolf and she
- doesn’t say anything in return. I will myself to take my mind off Jordan when I
- hear him talk about me.
- “I obviously can’t make her Luna,” he
- says, and I feel my heart shatter into a thousand pieces. I don’t want to cry,
- because I am not weak.
- If he doesn’t appreciate me, someone
- else will. But the question is, who?. Who wants someone like me anyway?. I
- can’t hold it in anymore, and I run out of the school, and I run into the
- forest to let my wolf out. My Wolf is light brown with silver eyes. I run
- deeper into the forest until I can’t feel my legs.
- I walk back slowly in my wolf form.
- Since my house is partially outside the packhouse, I know nobody will see me. I
- enter my room, have my bath, put on a short gown, and lay on my bed, sulking.
- My mom enters my room and hurries to
- my bedside. She asks what happened, and I tell her it’s nothing to worry about.
- Understanding my struggles, she assures me that accepting Jordan’s rejection
- will make things easier.
- I nod, and she smiles.
- We eat dinner in silence. It is the
- quietest dinner we have ever had, but it isn’t my fault that I can’t come to
- terms with being rejected.
- After dinner, I clear the dishes, move
- to my room, freshen up, and sleep.