"You did an excellent job, Emma." Her Science teacher, Ms. Alicia said with a smile on her face as she went through Emma's assignment.
"Thank you," She said happily, making her nod as she placed her assignment aside.
"You can leave now, dear." Ms. Alicia said, making Emma nod as she left her office.
She barely took a few steps when she stopped dead in her tracks hearing a low growl from the room right beside her.
"I'm hating this f**king shit!" Someone growled, making her jump in her place as she gaped at the door. Her eyes read the nameplate and she gulped reading Mr. Colt written in bold italic letters.
"I'll rip your throat apart; the first thing I see you!" He growled dangerously and Emma stood frozen at her place.
Did he just threaten to kill someone?
Before she could make a move to leave or run. The door of his office burst open and out came none other than Mr. Colt.
His eyes landed on her small frozen frame. "What are you doing here Ms. Richardson?" Came his rich, thick voice.
Emma's heart stopped beating in dread. The dread of him knowing her name. Which simply meant he noticed her, the thing which she didn't want.
She was tongue-tied. Like a deer caught in headlights. She was so stunned and scared because of her crime of eavesdropping that nothing came to her head as an excuse for her safety.
"N-n-nothing." She stuttered and took a fleeting step back.
His hawk-like eyes narrowed at her feet, making it clear to her that he noticed her chicken movement. He raised his eyes and she abruptly looked away.
His eyes!
The dark forest green with the hues of hazel in them scared the life out of her every time he looked at her.
"I hate liars!" His voice was gruff with a hint of amusement.
Emma took another step back, not meeting his gaze. There was something about him that oozed out power, respect, and dominance. His mere form reeks of intimidation. This man could be easily considered as a warrior or a beast, a fighter rather than a professor.
"I was just p-passing." She muttered slowly. Finally being able to feel her legs again. Emma turned around and dashed out of there at full speed.
With her heart beating wildly she stopped in the ladies restroom and breathed heavily. Staring at her face in the mirror she splashed water on her face twice before staring at the mirror.
Her eyes were wide and her face pale. If anyone saw her right now, they would think she witnessed a ghost when it was her teacher.
The rest of the day went smoothly.
Connor was kind enough to help her buy all the things during the half-hour break from work.
Emma lay on her bed and eventually the events of the day started raking her mind.
Xander Colt!
That man gave out scary vibes. Even though she barely knew him, his eyes peered at her as if he could see her soul.
And now he knows her name as well. Excellent going, Emma! The more she tried to stay under the radar, away from all the attention the more she attracted it.
With determination to avoid him at all costs, she welcomed sleep with open arms.
The next day was fine with no bullies waiting for her, luckily. The first three classes went with ease and it was recess. Emma went to her sacred classroom on the top floor. She brought a chicken sandwich for herself today.
Munching on her food she hummed a tune of her own as she walked to the window. Sitting near it she gazed out. Her eyes immediately landed on that black Range Rover, like a magnet but what got her attention were the strong muscular shoulders.
She moved forward to have a better look. He was leaning against his car while talking on the phone.
She took a large bite of her sandwich, both cheeks full and at that same moment Mr. Colt looked up straight at her.
Their eyes locked!
Her breath hitched and she froze. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and her mouth stopped chewing her food. With both cheeks full she gaped at him like a fish out of water.
His gaze was unswervingly set on her. She was so freaking away from him yet he felt her gaze. It was impossible or perhaps his sixth sense is very strong.
She gulped the food without chewing on it and it got stuck in her food pipe making her cough out hysterically as she moved back from the window while lightly punching her chest. She hurriedly drank water from her water bottle and finally, she could breathe.
The coldness of her hands and the numbness of her feet were out of her understanding. First of all, he looked and behaved nothing like a teacher. Second of all he cusses and threatens people on the phone.
Weird!
"Oh, Lord!" She facepalmed herself knowing fully well that the next class is math which means she has to face him.
Lord, show mercy!
Packing up her bag. She walked down the stairs making sure that no one watched her because if her sacred place got out, Landon, Jack, and Veronica would make her life a lot more like hell.
Walking into the classroom, she quietly sat on the back, on her signature seat near the window.
There were still five minutes left till the class started. Emma took out her notes and checked the last problems that Mr. Colt solved on the board. She did understand it slightly but what happened in the last two steps went from above her head.
She was so engrossed in the math problem that she didn't realize when the door opened and he walked in.
"Settle down, class." His deep voice had her head shooting up and there he stood in his black dress pants and black button-up shirt hiding his dark tattoos behind.
His eyes fell on the front row and she immediately tried to appear smaller in her seat but Alas, he noticed.
"Ms. Richardson, come here and sit in the front."
"Ms. Richardson, come here and sit in the front." Pin drop silence, all sets of eyes were dead set on her, and once again she was the center of attention. Quietly standing up with slumped shoulders she gathered her stuff and walked to the front row. Calmly sat down on one of the empty seats. She didn't dare look up cause she was hundred percent sure Mr. Colt was watching her. "Close all your books and notes." He said curtly. "I'm giving you a surprise test." He announced and everyone's jaw dropped in shock. He handed a bunch of papers to a first student and motioned him to pass them in all rows. He just taught four classes and t
'What's up teddy bear? 😁' Her phone dinged with a message. She has an old android phone. It was her grandpa's and now she uses it. She checked the message and it was from Connor. No one had her number except Connor and her boss from the cafe so she didn't have to see who the text was from. 'Fan is up, you Fanta bottle.😂' She typed while smiling. After a one-minute pause, her phone dinged with a notification. 'Be ready on Sunday.🙃😉' Emma raised her brow at that winking emoji. 'For what?🤨' She typed back. 'It's your birthday dumbo and the food is on me.' A wide smile stretched on her lips. He remembers her birthday more than she did. 'Of course, the food is on you. Gosh, I'll eat the whole restaurant.😋🤩🥳' She typed while smiling. 'I'll pick you up at 8.❤️' He messaged and she smiled happily. Today was Friday, the last day of the hectic week. The only thing she was happy about this week was the absence of Mr. Colt. After his command to her about that tutoring thing.
Forest green to ocean blue! For the slightest second, everything stopped. Only the ticking of the clock could be heard. Both drowned in each other's eyes. Emma was the first to come back to her senses as she lowered her gaze. "C-clear." She answered softly while the man peered at her with an intense gaze. He looked as though he was in a trance. Her heart stopped beating for a second when he raised his hand towards her face. She watched his hand with her wide blue eyes. What was he doing? His fingers caressed her cheek, and a chill ran down her spine as she jerked back from his forbidden touch and it was enough for her to get off the chair abruptly. Her legs were jello and her heart was stuttering badly.
Fucking pathetic shit! This was the best his beta could do. To make him a fucking math teacher at this stupid high school. He was already pissed off at all the things going on among the packs and now he has to teach these bratty kids math! Xander rubbed his stubble-clad jaw when his phone started ringing. "What's up, Xander?" Came Ethan's voice making him grit his teeth in anger. "I'm gonna show you what's up in hell when I come back!" Xander growled lowly making Ethan chuckle lightly. "Sorry bro but this is all I could do. No one would ever suspect that an Alpha of Moon pack is teaching math at some high school." Ethan mused, making Xander angrier. "Come on! It's not that b
The whole day was boring but she didn't ponder on it much. She was accustomed to living alone so those surprise birthday parties and posh gifts were never her yearnings, all she ever wanted was love but got loneliness instead. Having nothing to do she decided to pamper herself a little. Switching on her phone she opened YouTube and searched for videos on how to make face scrubs and stuff with kitchen products. And then she busied herself with her manicure, pedicure, and other stuff. After showering, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin was white, her bosoms were big but her tummy wasn't taut nor chubby it was normal, her waist wasn't tiny but it was small, then she had hourglass-shaped hips and thick thighs. But the vicious scar on her ribs was a great reminder of her ugliness. Overall she looked
"MATE!" She abruptly looked behind and her eyes widened when they met with the enraged forest green ones. Emma froze in her place as Connor too stood up staring at the man who was breathing heavily as if enraged. Blade growled inside his head to rip his mate away from that man but Xander tried to control himself. He cannot let anyone know what he was or else the words would be out and his whole plan would be a complete disaster. But she was his fucking mate! The same little girl who always seemed to run away from him was his mate. He never thought that he would ever have a mate. That too a human mate. He was sure for a
The next day Emma got ready. She wore a large button-up shirt and skin-tight high waist jeans, the idea of tucking her shirt in felt appealing but the mocking and hooting of being called fatty didn't let her proceed with her idea so she let the shirt stay as it was. Making herself a strong coffee with toast and fried egg. She ate her food in silence. The reason she had time to eat breakfast was that Connor came in the early morning to meet her as his flight was in an hour. They both cried and he instructed her how to be cautious all the time and many more safety tips. After that, he left and she didn't feel like sleeping so she just lay on her bed and cried her heart out but she was strong enough to compose herself. She took a fresh bath and changed. Now she was eating her breakfast and decided to call Connor but
Emma contemplated whether to knock at the door of his office or make a beeline out of the academy. But she recalled how he commanded her on Friday to be in his office on time. Veronica was hot on her tail, following her almost everywhere to make sure that Emma didn't meet Mr. Colt but here she was ready to face the dangerous man. 'It's okay Emma, be confident and straightforward. Tell him your reason and flee out of his dark presence. Easy peasy.' With a deep breath, she knocked on the door. After a whole minute, a loud come-in was heard. Closing her eyes she twisted the knob and the door creaked open. Emma walked inside with her eyes cast down to the floor. She didn't even take the first step forward when his voice resonated in the whole room.