Chapter 7
Lyla’s POV:
As I walked down the extensive corridors with my roommate Alana towards the welcome party, I couldn’t help but admire my
surroundings. No doubt this place was amazing. As much I dreaded being left here, some of those feelings had dissolved after meeting Alana. Alana and I had hit it off as soon as I walked through my dorm’s door. You could sense the happy vibes coming out of her, which were contagious. She was a ball of energy, and I knew she wasn’t the type to fake it. With her blonde hair up to her shoulders, with the bluest eyes I had seen, she was the epitome of gorgeousness–a body that I could kill for: fit and slim.
I could tell she was nervous about being here. She was in the same grade as me, and her family had wanted her to finish her last year at the academy, since it was a tradition in their family to graduate from Maxwell Academy. Apparently, her two older brothers and her parents. and their parents before that had graduated from here as well. Alana had mentioned being home–schooled for the past few years, and the thought of being around so many new faces scared her. Well, you and me both, sista. After what happened and all the bullying, I didn’t know who to trust anymore, so Alana and I weren’t far off from one another when it came to being scared of new environments and people.
Nevertheless, we were both here and had to face the tide. At least we found each other; maybe it wouldn’t be that bad here after all. I would get a break from the taunts and reminders from back home, get some time away from my brothers and Jax and maybe once again feel how it is to be friends with someone. That thought brought a small smile to my face.
“What’ya smiling about?” I heard Alana say from beside me.
“Nothing.” I replied, smiling at her.
“So who do you think these two new trainers are? Everyone seemed. pretty hyped. Apparently, they’re the best in the multiverse.” I said.
I was actually curious about these mysterious trainers. While walking here, the people we had passed could be overheard gushing about how excited they were about the new trainers and how everybody wanted to attend the warrior training class now. I heard Alana mumble something under her breath about ‘how they were definitely the best,‘ but I could’ve been wrong. before I could ask her what she said, we had reached the celebration hall, where the party could be heard in full swing, the chatters, music and obnoxious loud laughs of the filrtoues she–wolves that could give anyone a headache could be heard. I internally groaned; I wasn’t in the mood to see she–wolves throwing themselves at the boys, like how desperate one could be? No doubt when I saw eye candy, I admired it, but hell, if I ever threw myself at them, like have some class. Well, I didn’t need to throw myself at anyone anyway, I was betrothed and to be married to Jax soon, and there wasn’t a she–wolf alive till date that didn’t envy me for that. I had always admired Jax, even when he found his mate, that long of a crush I harboured, but as the time came near for us to mate on my eighteenth birthday in a month, those feelings were slowly dwindling, like it felt wrong to be called his; I didn’t know why. I hadn’t told anyone how I had felt, for one, because I didn’t really have any friends, and two, my brothers and I had drifted apart, and Jax is the triplet’s best friend. It was hard to have this conversation. I had put off these feelings as pre- mating jitters; that was probably the case anyway. I had been in love. with the guy for years, and there was no place for second thoughts. I was brought out of the thought of Jax when I felt Alana nudge me, signalling for us to go inside; I smiled and walked in alongside her.
The moment I walked in, I felt this weird sensation of being watched
wash over me; it should’ve creeped me the hell out, but for some reason, those mysterious stares didn’t alert any of my senses but instead
gave me this weird warm feeling.
What the hell?
