It's been a few weeks since I got that letter, and honestly, it's like it never even happened. I tore it up the second I read it, not thinking it was worth mentioning to Andy. I mean, what was the point? Nothing changed after that—which was a blessing.
Right now, I'm sitting in class, zoning out while the teacher drones on about something that I'm pretty sure I'll never need to know. My mind is all over the place, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. Usually, I'm all about paying attention, but since I finished everything I needed to do last week, I decided to give myself a break. Suddenly, I see this girl walking towards me. She's wearing jeans and a casual shirt, and she's got this pink badge on her shirt. One of the special omegas? She sits on the desk next to me.
Wait a minute... I recognize her. She's the one who helped me the other day when that girl was being a total jerk. I'm kind of surprised to see her here since I haven't seen her in class since that day.
"Hey," I say, trying not to sound too excited. "Thanks for what you did the other day. I really appreciate it."
She smiles, and it's like the whole room brightens up. Damn, I didn't know that was possible; it's honestly hurting my eyes. "Oh, it was no big deal," she replies, brushing it off like it was nothing. "That girl is always causing trouble when she sees someone better looking than her."
Better looking? I'm taken aback. Did she really just call me cute? I mean, I've never thought of myself that way. Cute? Really? I'd rather be called handsome or something. But I can't help but smile back at her. It was nice to hear her compliment, even if it's not exactly what I'd prefer.
"Thanks, I guess," I say, suddenly feeling a little shy. "Just trying to get through the year without too much drama, you know?"
She laughs, and it's genuine, making me feel a bit lighter. "Yeah, I understand your new, right?"
I nod. "Oh yeah, I am, but I haven't seen you in class since I got here."
"I don't take classes here; my alpha prefers that I take private lessons, but I can come here from time to time," she says, laughing a bit.
"That's nice." I'm really tempted to ask her what she'd do if she meets her mate while she's in a relationship with her alpha or if he meets her mate.
"His my mate; that's the whole reason I got this badge," she says, glancing down at her badge.
Shit, did she read my mind? I'm feeling guilty. "Ah, I d...didn't mean—"
She bursts out laughing, making the teacher give us a nasty glance.
"I know, don't worry about it. I usually try to clarify so most people don't think I'm pimping myself out. Even if I do clarify, some still prefer to think I'm a slut, so it's nice talking to someone who's not jealous," she says, smiling.
Oh wow, I didn't know that's how things went for her. The bell rings, signaling it's time to go. She gets up. "Well, it was nice talking to you."
"You too," I say while putting my items into my backpack. I head towards my dorm, but as I get closer to my room, I see a guy standing in front of my door. He's wearing a purple uniform that seems way too expensive for a place like this. My heart races, and I feel a mix of startle and nervousness.
"Excuse me, can I help you? You're in front of my door," I stammer, trying to sound more confident than I feel.
The man turns to me, his expression serious. "You were sent an invitation, and you never showed up to the assigned day or time. It's been weeks since then."
What the actual hell? I didn't think skipping out on a meeting would get me a visit from someone in Ugrater dorm. "Listen," I say, trying to keep my voice steady, "it never stated in the invitation that I specifically needed to be there. I had things to do, so I didn't plan to drop everything and run to some place."
He narrows his eyes at me. "Dieses blöde Omega."
(This stupid omega)
I blink, confused. What did that even mean? "Look, I don't know what you're talking about—"
"Since you decided to ignore the letter, I was sent to get you," he interrupts, his tone leaving no room for argument. "So don't make trouble and follow me."
I want to protest, to tell him he can't just barge into my life like this, but before I can say anything, he pulls out a gun. My blood runs cold, and all thoughts of defiance evaporate in an instant. The sight of it sends a jolt of fear through me.
He gestures for me to move, and I find myself obeying, my mind racing with questions. How the hell did the school allow students to have guns on campus? I feel a knot tighten in my stomach as I follow him down to the parking lot, receiving curious glances from other students along the way.
When we reach the lot, he points to a car, and I hesitate for a moment, my heart pounding. "Get in," he orders.
I glance around, panic swirling within me. Fuck, if I'd known I was going to be threatened, I would've done what the letter said. I take a deep breath and climb into the car, my mind racing with thoughts of what the invitation could have possibly meant and why it had come to this.
( next chapter will be longer : )