Mireille's pov
The day had just begun and I had already had enough. I didn't like the students of this high school. In my history class, I had only inquisitive and disgusted looks. What did I do to make them already hate me? I already understood why Belle hated being here, but now I understand her pain even better, and it's not even been a whole day. I had to hold on.Belle was my friend, she needed me, and I had to at least finish high school.
That being said, I went to my next class, English, and I complained about it to one of my friends on the phone.Why did I have to have a rotten and lonely schedule? Rolling my eyes, I came in and spoke with the teacher before he told me that we should work on William Shakespeare's play "Hamlet", and showed me where I should sit. With a smile, I thanked him before heading to the back of the class. There were already a few students in the classroom.Some chatted while others contented themselves with staying alone.
Soon, the bell finally rang, which allowed more students to introduce themselves and take their seats quickly.I didn't really pay attention to them because I wasn't there to make friends with people who hurt Belle, and it was almost a compulsory course at this school. Suddenly, I stiffened when an intoxicating smell hit me hard. My companion was there! He must have been a good guy, isn't he?
Just as I was thinking about this, a guy I would compare to a version of Adonis came in. His brown hair was ruffled as if he had just got out of bed; he was extremely sexy. He had fascinating green eyes that made me fail and made me want to Melt. He looked in my direction and our eyes instantly met. A bright smile appeared on his lips and my heart swelled with happiness to know that he wanted me.
He was a good guy.
He immediately approached me and took the seat to my right. He took my hand in his, his smile still as bright. "Hello, my beautiful companion. My name is Blaise. What's your name?" He asked and instantly, my smile fell. I knew this first name. It looks like I rushed to say that he was good. Belle had mentioned it a few times and it hurt to know that my companion could treat someone so cruelly.
"It's not your business," I growled at him, removing my hand directly from his. I missed his contact at the time, but I knew I couldn't be so lenient. I saw the pain go through his features, his smile disappear and his eyes lose their brilliance. This
It hurt to see him like that, but I would never accept this stupidity.
"Why are you angry with me? Did I do something wrong? ", he asked, clearly confused by my sudden hostility. I shot him with my eyes, with the desire to hit him in the face for being so ignorant.
"I am angry because I have just found my companion and he turns out to be a horrible person who harasses others for no good reason. What did Belle do to you, huh? ", I asked him.
My anger rose quickly and my fists began to tremble. My she-wolf agreed with me, saying that our anger towards our companion was justified. Belle didn't deserve the way people treated her; no one deserved it! Blaise instantly understood why I was angry and his confusion was quickly replaced by regret. I knew I was going to have to talk to him about it later.
"I'm sorry. I really regret what I did to our Moon. We all regret it. I know it's not an excuse, but I feel bad, my love. I'm really sorry. When Edmond told us that Charles had informed him of Belle's death, we all…" He was going to continue but I interrupted him immediately
Stop.
"Wait a minute. Was it Charles who told Edmond that she was dead? "I asked. I needed to reassure myself of this. He nodded, sighing sadly.
"Yes, apparently Edmond had managed to convince his father to let him try to reach Belle. Obviously, he did not have his number, so his father gave him the number of one of her brothers. It turned out that it was Charles's. Anyway, when Edmond called, Charles immediately began to tell him that Belle had committed suicide because of what he had done.
He was shocked. For a while, we had to keep an eye on him because we were afraid that he would try to commit suicide.It was like he didn't have a reason to live.
Finally and little by little, he improved. He decided to become the man she deserved even if she was no longer with us. I mean , that's what we thought. When he told us the news of her death, the whole pack was devastated. I know it was late for us to regain consciousness of the way we treated her, but we sincerely regret it; finally, the people who really had remorse were devastated. Blaise explained all this with one breath. I sat there, stunned by the information he gave me.
I remember that Dominique tried several times to ask who had told Edmond that Belle was dead.Edmond only told me the whole story. While I think about it, I now understand that Dominique had tried several times to tell Edmond that she was still alive, but he didn't want to believe the poor guy.
My love, I'm really sorry for the way I treated Belle in the past, but please, can you forgive me and give us a chance?" He begged me, his eyes showing absolute sincerity and love. I was in conflict with myself.Part of me wanted to continue to be angry with him, while the other wanted to grab his face and kiss him.
I sighed, looked down at my hands and watched as he gently took one of my hands. I looked into his eyes again, seeing only regret.
"Very well, I'm going to give us a chance, but you must first catch up with Belle," I said strictly. I used to believe that no one could replace the first figure in my heart: Jospin, whose face always radiated happiness every time he saw food. But Blaise immediately took first place when he hugged me strongly to thank me. I gave him back his embrace. The feeling of being so close to my companion made everything perfect.
Suddenly, I had the impression that class hours were flying by. We tried to talk as much without getting into trouble with the teacher. All this time, I wanted him to take me in his arms, but it would be for another time. When the bell rang, we got out of class. Blaise wanted to come with me but I refused, explaining that I had to go talk to Jeanne alone. He reluctantly accepted and left, but only after placing a kiss on my cheek. I was like a little blushing schoolgirl as I crossed the corridors. I was a little nervous at the idea of telling Belle everything I had just learned, but I knew I couldn't hide the truth from her. She deserved to know the truth about Charles, as well as the identity of my companion.I just hoped she wouldn't despise him too much.
Belle's POV
As I entered the class, I searched the crowd of students who owned this smell. Soon, my eyes landed on a guy with bright and amber eyes.A well defined sharp chin,his thighs were thick and his shoulders were broad, but he had a slim waist. How could someone be this eye catching and attractive?! I looked away from him and went to the teacher.
I could feel him staring at me the whole time, but I did my best to ignore him. When the teacher finally assigned me a seat and a laboratory partner, I realized that it was next to the vampire. I was annoyed, wanting to avoid it even thoughi was not so displeased by that strangely.I was not sure of his motivations, so I sat next to him while remaining on my guard, ready to attack if necessary.
"I'm Calixte. And you?" He suddenly asked, holding out his hand to me to hold it. I squeezed it with a skeptical air while answering his question. He nodded, seeming to think before looking at me with curious eyes.
"I saw you by the lake last night, didn't I? ", he asked directly. There was no point in hiding the fact that it was me; for the moment he only knew me as an ordinary werewolf.
"Yes. It was me. Tell me, however, why were you on the territory of the Werewolves? Normally, it was a suicide mission. In addition, you are the first vampire I see in this school.How is that possible" I asked, whispering, not wanting anyone else to listen to our conversation. He giggled, leaning against his chair and sighed softly.
"I guess I like danger." He shrugged his shoulders, a corner smile spreading on his lips. I gave him a furious look and he raised his hands as a sign of resignation while giggling.
"Well, I'm sure you know that most vampires don't like going to school with humans, especially with werewolves, this is the case with most orders. In ours, we don't care about other species, but we still prefer to stay between us. I wanted a little change, to be in a school that was not populated only by vampires.
So, I asked for a transfer and my order was accepted,"he said with a shrug of his shoulders as if being the only vampire to do this was just a kid's play.
"I know that vampires have difficulty controlling themselves around humans most of the time. How do you keep control? ", I questioned him with a clear perceptible concern in my voice. It was true, the Ancients had told me many stories of vampires who had tried to live among humans, but hunger became too strong and normally they ended up losing control. He scratched the back of his head nervously, as if he really didn't want to tell me.
"Um, well, I am a master of Order.Yeah, only masters of Orders as well as members of the royal family can control themselves like me. I nodded, but something still seemed strange to me. I decided to ignore it. I knew I could use my powers to try to get the truth from him, but I didn't do it because not only did I risk exposing my identity, but also certain powers have an impact on my body when I use them. These are the advantages and disadvantages of powers.
Unfortunately.
We spoke during the rest of the lesson, without bothering to talk about personal things. I had to admit that Cal was a really nice guy. He was also handsome, but I still had a companion; even if this companion had been a real idiot with me last year, he was still my companion. In addition, I very much doubted that Diane would allow me to have feelings for another guy who was not her companion.
Once the lesson was over, I said goodbye to Calixte and checked my schedule to see that I had the accounting course afterwards. I knew I was sharing this course with my friends, which excited me a lot, especially because I wanted to talk to them about Calixte. When I entered the class, I immediately saw that they were all sitting in the same place, with a free seat next to them. I approached and sat down. I knew something was off when I looked at Mireille.But before I could ask her what was, she started talking.
"I have something to tell you guys," she said with a slight tremor in her voice. She took a deep breath while looking at us all.
"I found my companion today…"
" Mimi, but it's incredible! Who is it? "I asked with a bright smile on my face. But it soon disappeared when I saw sadness in her eyes.
"It's Blaise. Belle, I know you don't like him and I know he mistreated you, but maybe he's changed, and I really want to give him a chance. Please don't hate me!" She said, stuttering.
Fear had invaded her voice as she continued to agitate again and again. I looked at her with total shock, not because Blaise was her companion, but because she thought I would hate her. I could never hate her; I knew how important the companions were,unlike a certain companion whose name I don't want to mention, but I knew their value. I could never hate her for that.
" Mimi, first of all, I could never hate you. Yeah, he was a real jerk to me before, but people change and if you really see something different in him, something good, then who am I to oppose that?" I asked, smiling at her joyfully. It was actually true. Many people in this school had made my life a hell and at that time, I would never even have thought of forgiving them.
However, having lived with the Elders, I learned that keeping a grudge will not bring me any good. I decided to forgive and move on. It's as simple as that. She smiled at me brilliantly, instantly approached me and hugged me, thanking me. I rolled my eyes at her words, and I squeezed her just as hard. When she moved away, she looked even more nervous than before.
"What's wrong? You still look more nervous,"asked Bernard.
Her face reflected concern for her.
"Well, after talking to Blaise, I somehow discovered who told Edmond that you were dead. She stopped and tried to avoid my look. My curiosity, accompanied by anger, immediately increased. I had been trying to find the culprit for so long and since I started this quest, I had never been so close to discovering it.
"Who was it, Mimi? "I asked while trying to hold back a growl to escape from my lips when I could feel my she-wolf moving, wanting to track down this person and make him pay.
"It was Charles."