Violets and Ash

Chapter 10



Chapter 10

A feminine gasp to my left threatened to pull my attention away from him…away from my mate. Just

hearing the words in my head, seeing them unravel in the way he smiled—it was all so surreal, so

idyllic.

I should’ve listened to the girl, maybe then I would’ve been better prepared. The fact that I tuned into

their hushed conversations seconds too late would forever weigh on my mind.

“Hael’s back early?”

“Something must’ve happened between him and Mykelle…”

“Can you believe it?”

“Does that mean he’s finally single?”

Voices both male and female overlapped one another, growing steadily with excitement while my own

seemed to falter and plummet.

Cold realization took its place.

I’d already caught his scent in the lunchroom, when his friend heckled me for eating a cupcake. It

reminded me of salty waves, of the earth after a long, harsh rain.

Before I could question why our bond hadn’t snapped into place back in the lunchroom, the guy I had

eyes on moved to the side to let my worst nightmare through.

No, this can’t be happening. Not him, not here of all places. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

His eyes were two shards of blackened coal, even darker than the unruly mop of tousled black hair that

hung over his forehead. Every single person in the hall grew quiet, talking in hushed tones that were all

too easy to pick apart. Tall, dark, and most certainly not handsome didn’t seem to notice them. No, he

was scanning the crowd, running his eyes over the tops of their heads as he searched for something…

for someone.

Even as I clung to my disbelief, to the lie that sang itself into oblivion in my head, widening my eyes

until the attraction that curled my toes faded into nothingness—I knew it was me he was searching for.

As the bottomless pits that sufficed as his eyes fell on my face, I was battered with the scent of sage

and pine, laced with something spicy and purely male. There was no cologne clinging to the expensive

fibers of his midnight Henley and torn jeans.

The mouthwatering scent belonged to him, and him alone.

Hael.

Upon whispering his name in the deepest depths of my thoughts, his head tilted, and eyes narrowed.

The sandy haired guy beside him, whose face was morphed into a supercilious smile, was oblivious to

the exchange between his friend and me.

What felt like hours lasted only seconds, and as his attention slid down the curve of my cheek to the

visible scar slashed across my neck, a look of absolute murder caressed his face.

Just like that the spell was broken, shattered as I felt the rage he directed towards me.

I couldn’t tell if it were the bond between us trembling or my legs, nor could I tell if the sheen on his

leather jacket were from the fluorescent lights or the tears stinging the backs of my eyes.

Only when he turned away to murmur something to his sprightly friend was I able to free myself.

Everything I learned about the University vanished as I turned on my heel and stumbled over the

clunky platform of the ridiculous Mary Jane’s Sylvia forced onto my feet, hearing the vindictive laughter

of students trickle from behind.

Five heartbeats later I found myself sitting—or rather hiding, inside of a stall within one of the many

women’s bathrooms. The breathing exercises Dr. Maslin taught me, which felt ridiculous at the time,

were the only thing keeping me under control.

Sylvia’s driver was most likely outside waiting for me, but there was no chance in hell I’d leave this stall

anytime soon. These four walls were the only thing protecting me from the asshole I now had as a

mate.

As if things here weren’t stressful enough…

Why did it have to be the asshole and not the boy I locked eyes within the dining hall?

I was thankful for the surplus of space within each stall and the illusion of privacy the doors gave. There

was no gap between the bottom and the floor, yet I could hear the she-wolves that entered with

painstaking clarity.

“…can’t believe Luna Sylvia had that beast for a son.” One tittered, her voice nasal and preening. The

sound of rummaging could be heard, along with the ‘pop’ of a cap as it was pried off a tube of lipstick.

“It’s just a shame he’s never here. Bet you he’ll still graduate with honors though.”

When the second girl replied I noticed a twinge of nervousness in her voice. “I’m sure he’s crazy busy

with Alpha’s new marriage and learning how to take over the pack.”

“Oh, please. We all know this vacation the untouchables are on is just a ruse. They’re out on business,

and none of us are important enough to know what that business is.” A third sniffed indignantly, clearly

unhappy with being in the dark.

“They call him the scarred prince for a reason…who knows what he’s out there doing.” The second girl

whispered, and I swore I heard the sound of her teeth clattering together. “Goddess…I hope he gets

back tomorrow.”

I chose that moment to open the stall door, wincing when the toilet flushed loudly behind me.

All three she-wolves, each one painfully beautiful—a masterpiece in plaid skirts and luxury makeup,

watched in silence.

I washed my hands, which was more for show than anything else, when the one with the nasal voice

leaned forward and demolished any semblance of personal space.

The bleached strands of her hair grazed my shoulder, pale in comparison to her dark eyebrows.

“Doesn’t matter what they call him…” She sneered; her cinnamon-colored eyes narrowed on my face.

“…he’s an untouchable and he knows it.”

The three of them left shortly after, swishing their hips in tandem while the hidden meaning in the

blonde’s words swam in my head. I listened to the delicate tap of their heels, like a chisel and hammer

against stone, gripping the porcelain sink with both hands.

I opened my eyes once the sound of their chatter faded and stared at the pale-faced girl until she

began to look familiar again.

‘I can’t do this, Lacey.’ Even in my head, my voice was quiet.

Her refusal was instant, along with the red-hot flash of anger that lit my brain like a bundle of fireworks.

‘You’re really going to let that arrogant asshole chase us out of this pack?’ When I remained silent,

staring into the pale eyes that plagued many of my nightmares as a child, she had no choice but to

continue. ‘…and where will we go, Violet? What will we do? Who will we be?’

They were all good questions, ones I didn’t have an answer for.

I slipped from the bathroom, instantly registering the eerie silence that had taken over the corridor.

Even with sunlight streaming through the lancet windows, painting the gothic architecture in shades of

muted gold, there was an unsettling chill that hung in the air.

My feet made no sound as I padded down the length of the hall, stifling my breathing so that even the

faintest of exhales was untraceable. I’d done this a thousand times, and not once had I been caught—

not until now, anyway.

He slammed into me with enough force to make me open my mouth, a cry of outrage on the tip of my

tongue. Before the venomous words could split and burn his skin like acid, a large hand was clamped

over my mouth.

‘Who the hell does this asshole think he is?’ Lacey snarled; hackles raised even though neither of us

could follow through on the threat.

Instinctively I shoved against his hold, snarling beneath his hand as I glared into those uncaring

soulless eyes. He puffed his chest and began to force me back, staring down at me the entire time. I

stumbled over my two feet but managed to keep from falling over.

Only when my back hit the cold metal lockers did he raise a single finger to his lips and hold it there.

The messy strands of his hair hung precariously low, only inches from my face. A light shampoo scent

clung to them but did nothing to overpower the aura of dominance and ferocity that flowed from his

pores. With his finger against his lips, he tilted his head in question.

Not a chance in hell would I lose myself to the sparks lapping against my lips, pouring down my neck

and shoulders in what could easily be described as pure bliss. His face was expressionless, his eyes

void of the alluring sensations I knew we both felt.

I nodded ever so slightly, answering the silent question he posed.

Slowly, he lowered his hand from my mouth—and boy did I plan on making him regret it…just not

today, it seemed.

“You—you have no clue who you’re messing with.” I stammered, my throat constricting as his pupils

widened, swallowing his iris whole.

Before I could force out the remainder of my threat, a muscle deep in his jaw twitched and he asked, “Is

that so?”

I swallowed heavily as he leaned in, towering over me with the height of a giant. The stubble that

coated his jaw was thick and dark, nearly identical to the booming voice that emerged past his plush

lips. “And who exactly am I messing with?”

The nonchalance in which he asked made me feel as though I were a bunny rabbit threatening a big,

bad wolf.

“I’m staying with Luna Sylvia, and she will hear about this if you don’t let me go.” I choked out, my

resolve slipping when the barest amount of interest flashed within the sultry depths of those eyes.

It didn’t matter that my body was engulfed in sparks, that within the deepest parts of my twisted and

tangled soul I knew this stranger wouldn’t hurt me.

None of it mattered because I knew who he was. I’d met countless men just like him.

Bullies.

That’s what they all were. Hovering over anyone weaker than them, using their height and mass to

intimidate and demean.

“From what I’ve heard, she won’t be Luna for much longer.” He divulged, using the same hand that had

been clasped over my mouth to snare one of my pale curls. With a soft but menacing voice he asked,

“Who will protect you then? “

Fear tried it’s best to sink into my skin, searching frantically for something—anything to latch onto.

“Just reject me and get it over with.” I breathed, my eyes falling shut as the instinct to shield myself tore

through my nervous system.

“Run little rabbit,” was all he said.

When I finally gained the courage to open my eyes, he was gone.

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