Chapter 5

• It had been one week since I started to avoid Ethan.
• That day, I did not reply to his brother, Ryan. He said I was in love with Ethan. I was surprised at first, but then I realized he could read my eyes when I was looking at his brother.
• After that day, he did not come to bother me again.
• He became very popular in our school. As Teresa said, he did not date. I only saw him with different girls each time.
• Ethan also looked strange whenever he was around me. I did not know why. Since I was avoiding him, I should not think about it either.
• "My honey's birthday is tomorrow. I am so excited."
• I heard Teresa cheer up about my birthday.
• It was going to be my eighteenth birthday. I somehow felt nervous. It was the time when werewolves found their mates. If before that someone marked me, I could be his mate. But I had not mated with someone yet, so I would get someone as my mate.
• "What are you thinking?" Teresa patted my shoulder.
• I shook my head. "Nothing."
• "Are you still thinking about Ethan?"
• I sighed. I was not, but at the same time, yes, I was thinking about him.
• His relationship with Julie was not clear. He did not declare it either. But I was not his type, and my birthday was tomorrow, so I had to think only about my mate.
• Since he did not like me, I should not think about him either.
• "I am worried about my mate." I explained to Teresa.
• "Don't worry. He will understand you. You know a mate can change your life with happiness."
• I nodded my head. But it was not that.
• I always felt like Ethan was my mate. I felt that for a long time. I felt somehow connected with him. I was sure he could not feel that otherwise; he would at least try to talk to me about it.
• We talked for some time and then went back to our classes.
• After my last class, I was waiting for Teresa. I was passing a few classrooms when I heard growls.
• My legs stopped. I turned my head towards the classroom and went close to the door.
• The hallway was empty. I looked around and discovered that I was the only one there.
• Suddenly, I heard the sound of a thud. I immediately opened the door and saw two boys holding each other's collars.
• I was shocked when I saw their faces.
• "Ethan!"
• I shouted and rushed to him. But before I could reach him, Ryan had already thrown a punch in his face.
• Blood was coming out of the corner of Ethan's lip.
• Ethan backed away, and his back rested on a wall. I cupped his cheeks and asked,
• "A-Are you o-okay? What is happening?"
• He frowned when he saw me. He slightly moved my hand from his face.
• My own actions astounded me. Ethan wiped the blood off his lips with his thumb.
• I looked at Ryan, who was glaring at me.
• "What's happening? Why are you hitting him?" I asked him.
• He stared at me for a few seconds, and his eyes became dark, which made me frightened. In those days, he only behaved childishly with me. I had never seen him like this.
• I remembered when he was a kid, he always got mad at others.
• Without my realization, Ethan walked to him and punched him hard.
• I was shocked. They started to fight again. Like wild beasts, they were up to each other's necks.
• "Can you both stop?" I said and tried to move Ethan.
• I did not know what to do. Should I call someone for help? One of them broke his lips, and the other broke his cheek.
• What would I do?
• I tried again to move them but got pushed by them.
• "Aaah!"
• I fell on a wall and got hurt in my head. I held my forehead.
• Ethan and Ryan both stopped fighting and looked at me. They looked stunned. They did not think that I would get hurt.
• "Fuck! What happened to you?" Ethan said and rushed to me.
• Ryan was standing where he was while looking at me.
• I felt dizzy.
• "D-Don't fight."
• I felt darkness engulf me and everything blanked around me.
• When I woke up I saw a white ceiling. I tried to sit up but felt a hand pushing my shoulder lightly.
• "Don't sit up. You need some rest."
• I heard Teresa. I turned my head to the right side and saw that she was sitting on a tool close to the bed.
• I touched my forehead and felt a bandaid on the left side of my forehead.
• "What happened?" I asked her.
• I remembered the fight and then suddenly I got hurt.
• "I called you. Ethan received the call and told me to come to this infirmary."
• "Ethan? How is he?"
• "He looked fine to me. Just a cut in his lips."
• "Where is he?"
• "He left the moment I came here."
• I nodded and closed my eyes.
• I took some rest and Teresa waited for me for an hour while sitting there.
• I stood up. The nurse told me I was fine to go. I took a painkiller and went out of the hospital with Teresa.
• She dropped me home and told me to take care of myself.
• When I entered my home, my mom saw my forehead and asked,
• "What happened to you?? You got hurt!"
• "Mom, I was feeling weak then I slipped."
• "You need to eat more. Should we go to the pack doctor for a check up?" She looked hella worried.
• "No, mom. I am totally fine. I just need some rest."
• She stroked my head and nodded. I went to my room and lay on my bed. I thought about today's fight. Why were they fighting?
• When it was night time, I was going to have dinner when my mother came with a bag.
• "Wear this and come down, honey."
• It was a beautiful brown colored dress inside the bag. I took it out and smiled.
• "Mom, you did not have to do this."
• She kissed my forehead and said,
• "Your dad threw a party tonight. Teresa is waiting for you downstairs."
• I was not surprised. Every year my father called Teresa and arranged a small party for us four, on my birthday night. I was happy with it.
• "Okay, mom." I replied with a bright smile.
• But my smile froze when I heard my mother's next sentence.
• "It's such an honor that Alpha Neil and his family also came tonight to celebrate your birthday with us."