"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 today a surprise test? What stupid sorcery was that?
Emma stared at the problem printed on the paper. Sweat broke on her forehead as she realized it was the same problem from yesterday.
He's checking who paid attention to his lecture and who didn't. Though she paid attention, God knows math always went above her head.
She slowly took out her pen and started solving the question at an absolute snail's pace. From her peripheral vision, she saw Mr. Colt checking all the students as they did their work.
In most of the classes, students behaved like nonchalant uninterested idiots but in his class, no one dared to even look up from their sheet of paper.
Her body stiffened and her hand stopped working as soon as she saw shining black shoes right in front of her desk.
Her fingers around the pen tightened as she continued to gaze at the paper with utmost keen interest. Writing and then erasing the formula.
She can feel his heated gaze on her head digging holes. She was waiting for him to move towards the other student but no he was standing at her head like a killer beast. Can't he see how much he intimidates her?
Without a single word, he snatched the paper from the desk and she flinched back at his sudden act.
"Enough. Stop writing and submit your test papers." He announced loudly and without further ado went to his desk as one by one students started to stand.
"You all can leave after submitting the papers." He announced and one by one the students placed their papers on his table and left.
Emma, who was too stunned by his last act, came back to her senses. Standing up slowly she gathered her stuff and almost shoved them in her bag.
She was cursing herself for not going through the lecture last night. Only if she knew today there would be a surprise test she would've practiced the whole night but it's already too late. The fact that these marks would sum up her totals of the semester worried her.
"Stay, Ms. Richardson. I need to have a word with you." His voice reached her ears and she stilled for a second before her eyes met with the venom dripping gaze of Veronica who was standing at his table for a complete three minutes now and almost everyone has left.
"You can leave. I'll answer your questions in the next class." Mr. Colt said curtly to Veronica who gave a flirty smile to him before leaving. Emma watched in a hint of shock as Veronica swayed her almost nonexistent hips.
What is this behavior?
"Come here." His voice brought her out of her thoughts and she barely stopped her gaze from meeting his eyes.
She quietly walked up to him but stood a foot away from his table as one of her hands clutched her necklace.
It was a beautiful heart pendant of her mother's. Emma used to wear it almost all the time; she never took it off after the death of her parents. Strangely she felt strong and comforted whenever she held her necklace and she often holds it whenever she's nervous.
"Yes, Mr. Colt." Emma was extremely glad that she didn't stutter.
"What's this?" He forwarded her test paper and it was already checked with three big red circles, her mistakes mocking prominently at her.
She was at a loss for words. Her hand around her bag strap tightened.
"This indicates you didn't understand anything from my lecture. Why is that?" He asked her calmly but all she felt was nervous and edgy.
No words left her mouth. Her eyes were dead set on her paper on the table.
"I've noticed your mistakes in my first class only. I've talked to your other teachers and they all seemed very happy with your performance as you're on scholarship." He said in a calm voice but all she could think of was how much he had already noticed.
Oh, Lord!
He even talked to her other teachers about her. This was so embarrassing.
"I suggest you get a tutor for your math, I'm afraid if not, it'll cause great damage to your records." His voice was deadly serious.
Emma opened her mouth to object but then closed it again. What should she say? "I- my grandfather can't afford a tutor." She said slowly.
Emma hasn't told anyone that she lives alone and has no one at her back. Everyone here knows that she lives with her grandpa because if she hasn't lied. Her bullies would've followed her to her home and lord knows what they would've done.
He was silent for a complete minute before he suggested. "You can come to my office tomorrow after your classes."
Emma's brows furrowed and she mustered the courage to ask him why.
"Why?" Her voice was soft and gentle.
"For your math tutoring, of course." He said calmly.
Her eyes shot up to his face. He was looking at the papers in his hand. His offer and so much consideration were unfathomable to her.
The fact that she would be taught by him all alone in his office wasn't sounding appealing.
"O-okay."
"Be on time tomorrow." With those words of finality, he left the class.
'What's up teddy bear? ๐' 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.๐' She typed while smiling. After a one-minute pause, her phone dinged with a notification. 'Be ready on Sunday.๐๐' Emma raised her brow at that winking emoji. 'For what?๐คจ' 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.๐๐คฉ๐ฅณ' She typed while smiling. 'I'll pick you up at 8.โค๏ธ' 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.
Xander waited patiently for the class to end. As soon as he entered the class in which she was present. He was hit hard by her exquisite scent. It was difficult for him to pretend that there was nothing wrong when in fact there was everything wrong. She didn't once look up but whenever he would face the board. Her burning gaze could be felt on him. Blade was a restless caged beast inside him wanting to hold his mate but he had to wait. The torturous class ended soon and she was the first to flee the class. Was she ignoring him deliberately? Maybe. He was free for now but the girl still had one class left until she would enlighten him with her presence. After a while, he sme