When the bell rang at 4 O'clock, my heart sank.
Detention.
I walked to Mr Greggory's classroom to see Logan already sitting at a desk.
Shit.
I was kind of hoping/expecting that he wouldn't turn up.
"Oh hey, little Miss rogue," He said in his usual arrogant tone.
"It's bad enough that I'm even here, let alone with you and because of you, so do me a favour and don't even fucking breath in my direction," I said, sitting down as far away as possible from him.
He immediately scooted across a few desks until he was next to me.
I looked at him and scowled, shuffling to the very edge of my chair before Mr Greggory came in.
"I know you two are no strangers to detention so I won't bother you with the rules," He said. "Just get on with some work and make use of this time."
I often landed myself in detention. I always did my homework and didn't go out my way to break the rules but my problem was: if I don't agree with something, I'm going to make it known to the world.
Arguing with teachers about stupid policies, unfair dress codes, irrelevant content, pointless pieces of homework and unfair treatment of students was my speciality and adults don't like it when you point out something wrong. Especially if you do it with curse words and a fairly short temper.
But I mean well. I'm just trying to make the school less of a shit hole and the world a fairer place.
Logan, however, was just an all-around horrible student. As the Alpha's son, his future had been determined since the word go and has no reason to work hard. Or at all really.
"I've got some test papers to collect from the office, I'm sure I can trust you for a few minutes," He said, leaving us alone.
I don't know what made him think he could trust Logan but okay. I got out my history essay and started to go over what I was going to write in my head.
"Do you wanna play truth or dare?" Logan asked, prodding me in the stomach.
"Um, personal space and no.”
"Twenty-one dares?" He asked, prodding me again.
"No," I hissed, smacking his hand away, stopping it from coming in for prod number three.
"Come on babe loosen up a bit, just imagine I'm Cameron. Or maybe that wouldn't help considering-"
"Can you just leave me alone before I am forced to punch you?" I interrupted.
"No need to get pissed. I think we both knew that your relationship was never going to work anyway. What were you planning on doing when you find your mate?" He asked, rocking his chair back slightly so it was leaning on only two legs.
I stood up to move to another seat. The thought of pushing him was a tantalising one.
Maybe that story that the teachers always tell about the kid they knew that smashed their head open and died from swinging would finally come true...
"On a scale of 16-72, how much would you hate to have to marry me?"
"108."
"Imagine living in the same house as me, sleeping in the same bed as me, having pups with me and spending the rest of your life with me..." he said with an evil smile that put me slightly on edge.
"I think I would off myself," I replied, looking back at the essay sheet and my blank piece of lined paper.
"Could you think of anything worse?" He asked.
"Hmmm, let me think," I said, pausing for effect, "No."
"Perfect," I thought I heard him mumble under his breath.
"What?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing,"
"Can I finish my homework now?"
He grinned, "Alright, I'll leave you alone but at least let me give you this."
He then delved into his pocket and pulled out a golden envelope.
"What is it?" I asked, the shining paper catching my eye.
"Oh, just something about you and your brother getting kicked off pack territory if you don't meet some... conditions," He said.
I quickly got out of my seat, alarmed by the words ‘kicked’ and ‘territory’ in one sentence. I lunged forward to grab the envelope, but he held it above his head.
"Give it to me," I ordered.
"Come to my house at 8:00 pm then you can have it," He said.
"There is no way I am going anywhere near your house and I'm going out anyway.”
His eyebrows raised and his lips curled into a grin.
"You're going to Cameron's party?" He asked, "awe, do you miss him?"
I gave him a sarcastic smile.
"Fine, then I'll meet you there," He said and with that he slung his bag over his shoulder and walked out into the corridor, gold envelope still in his hand.
"It's only 4:05!" I shouted but he just waved his hand dismissively and carried on.
A few moments later, Mr Greggory came back into the room.
"Where has Wilson gone?" He asked, looking down the corridor.
"Shockingly, he left," I said.
Mr Greggory sighed, "Well, you may go too, Ella. I understand that you are here because of him, but in the future, don't let him provoke you. You are a smart kid, but boys like him easily lead you astray."
Lead me astray? He wants to fucking evict me!
"Yes, sir.”
"Get home. I'm sure you've got Friday night plans to be getting on with."
October 10th"And you're certain you want to go to this party, Ella?" Connor asked as we ate dinner."No, I spent half an hour trying to perfect winged eyeliner to stay home," I said, putting down my fork to point at the masterpiece I had created on each eye.He rolled his eyes, "You know what I mean."
October 10thThe second I was across, I took a short deep breath.As a rogue, I'd just stepped into yet another Alpha's territory. Was I asking for a premature death tonight?But after a few agonising moments, the forest remained still and I let my anticipation crumble. After a deep sigh of relief, I almost laughed at how ea
Years ago..."Ella! Connor! It's time for bed!" My dad called up the stairs.Our little feet could immediately be heard scurrying towards our warm beds. We knew that if we were quick, he would tell us a story. We snuggled tightly under the warm covers and awaited our father. We were eleven and twelve but you could never be too old for his stories.
We walked through the woods for hours. We hardly exchanged a word until we reached a black car parked on the edge of the forest. He unlocked it as we approach before opening the passenger door and herding me in, closing the door and walking around to the driver's seat.I stared out the window, watching the trees lining the narrow forest track whiz by as I appreciated the soft leather of the seat that allowed my tired legs to finally rest.But my mind could not relax. I was still in a car with not only a s
October 11thI woke the next morning with the blazing sun shining through the window, flooding the room with bright light.A gentle breeze blew outside, rustling the branches of the trees but the room was perfectly still. In daylight, I took a moment to examine it.Everything was neat and tidy -sort of like being in a hotel.
Nothing in Leonardo's closet that would even consider fitting me. His jeans were all as long as my entire body, his shorts drowned me and his sweatpants just bunched around my ankles in masses of thick fabric.I sighed before glancing around the room for another option. A drawer lay slightly open. I slowly approached it and pulled the handle, revealing his boxers.I paused for a moment, wide-eyed before taking a pair out.
October 11th"Oh, sweetheart. You thought you could run?" He snarled.I just lay still, staring to the side at the trunks of the trees, "Get the fuck off me."I nearly had the freedom I craved, but he'd crushed all my hopes. As a result, there was spite in my tone.
October 11thLeonardo set me down on the bed before crouching down to my level with a stern expression."What?" I scoffed. "You remind me of my Dad when I was a kid and misbehaved."His raised eyebrow lowered and a dirty grin crept onto his lips.