Chapter 59: Chapter 59

By the time I left the forest, I was bleeding heavily due to the multiple wounds that layered my skin.

Rex didn't even bat his eyes or extend any help throughout the fight with the rogues, and he left as soon as I killed them, making me want to cry.

Although I tried to stay unperturbed, I couldn't because my heart hurt from the way everything ensued.

It felt as if everything kept piling up; it was Oswald at first, then the case with Wyatt, and now it was Rex.

Why is everything like this? All the men hanging around me are uncaring jerks.

I stomped my feet unhappily and rubbed my intensely aching chest before continuing on my walk to the hostel.

The sky was dark, and the night was silent except for the almost non-existent noise caused by my footsteps. Somehow, the silence further stirred up my emotions, making me more depressed. I bit my lower lip, trying to stop the tears that welled in my eyes.

Was I the one causing tantrums? Am I meant to be disliked and unlistenable to all? Or was I being too dramatic?

I didn't realize when the sad tears slipped past my eyes, but I felt too tired to raise my hand to wipe them, so I let them stream past my cheeks.

Even if I wanted to, there were blood stains from the rogues I killed on my hands, so if I raised my hand to wipe them, I'd end up carrying a scary, bloodied face. I can't leave Arya feeling shocked and disgusted.

I pushed open the door, low in spirits, and trudged downcast to the sofa, the sad tears rapidly streaming past my cheeks. My heart was pounding, and my lips were trembling. I sniffed and raised my arms to wipe my face.

Arya raised her head from her phone upon seeing the door opened by me. "Maia, you're back. Where have you been all day?" Arya asked in concern.

Immediately, Arya's expression changed to one filled with panic and worry, and she rushed toward me in concern.

Arya grabbed my hand, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly, seeming shocked by my state. "Maia, what's wrong?"

Hearing Arya's concern made my heart ache more. I couldn't even reply to Maia, and I felt the tears I'd been trying to hold slip past my cheeks faster. I felt cold, and I shivered.

"Why are you crying so much? Come here; it's fine, baby." Maia stretched out her hands, intending to hug me.

I took a step back and stared down at my clothes with tear-filled eyes before shaking my head to remind her that I was dirty and stinking.

"Honestly Maia? Who cares about that?" Arya huffed and hugged me directly.

My heart felt warm with Arya's direct actions, and somehow that made all the tears I was shedding fall harder. Perhaps…

Perhaps it wasn't a bad thing to let it out right now. Perhaps it's not bad to have someone comfort me once in a while.

I winced, feeling as if my heart was clenched painfully tight upon remembering Oswald.

I had always believed that my mate would be the one to be there for me whenever I was sad, but it turned out that he'd be the one to cause my pain.

Arya led me to the chair she was sitting in previously and sat down before hugging me close.

Gently, Arya rocked me while combing my hair with her fingers. Arya didn't ask me a question, and I felt happy that she didn't. I don't want to talk about it.

Due to Arya's comforting actions, I felt myself calming down slowly. I fell into a daze while wondering the reason I had first lost my composure, but no matter how I tried to deduce the reason, my brain was blank.

Slowly, I began to get drowsy. I wanted to get away from Arya's embrace, but in another thought, I refused, enjoying being cared for. Also, I felt too lazy, weak, and stressed, so I let myself fall asleep in Arya's hands.

I woke up at midnight with a pounding headache and a rumbling stomach. However, I felt too lazy to open my eyes to get something to eat, so I refused to.

I turned again and wrapped myself tighter with a blanket, but in the next minute I was perplexed, and that left my eyes flying wide open immediately.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself on my bed, clean and tucked properly, as if I'd been bathed and taken care of before I fell asleep. Even my wound had been properly treated and bandaged.

I knew it must be Arya's handiwork, and it made an embarrassed smile creep on my face.

Back then, I treated Arya like an enemy. Unexpectedly, she'd be the one to be so good to me when everyone, including Rex, didn't care about my feelings.

I felt my heart soften, and I secretly promised to take care of Arya.

My nose wrinkled slightly. A whiff of what seemed like Wyatt's sandalwood scent suddenly drifted into my nose.

Immediately, I shook my head at the stupid assumption. How could Wyatt come here after what happened between Oswald and me? That's not possible! Wyatt must be annoyed and disgusted by my act by now.

I winced slightly, feeling my heart tighten at the thought. Wyatt had told me that Oswald was my mate, which meant I was the one thinking too much, and he didn't even have any emotions to spare to even feel a bit of disdain for me.

My heart seemed to be clutched by something, and it made my eyes teary. What is this feeling? Is it a heartbreak because it really hurt and made me tired of life?

I sat up, choosing not to bask in such negative feelings. I'm stronger than these. I'm to be a ruler, if I can't even sort through all these measly painful emotions, how could I grow?

I raised my head to check the time, and it was 1:43 a.m. Rex had told me that our training would go further into the night. I wonder if he'll be out there waiting for me.

Tears welled in my eyes. I don't want to see Rex. He was supposed to know me well; how can he treat me so cruelly?

I winced loudly as I tried to stand up from the bed. Although Arya had treated my wound, and I've got fast healing skills, the bruises were too much and too deep to heal this quickly. However, it's nothing I couldn't hold in.

"Maia, I ordered some meals from the school restaurant. If you're hungry, just eat it. It's yours." Arya mumbled in a sleepy tone, which means my loud wince must've woken her up. I felt a bit guilty for waking her up after all she had done to help me.

Furthermore, my heart felt warm from Arya's care. Although Arya might have been positioned close to me to watch over me, all this care from her mustn't have been an instruction from them. She must have been doing it of her own accord.

Arya is really a good person, and she deserves all the love in the world. "Thank you, Arya. I appreciate…"

"No mention, Maia. Just don't hold it in and go cry yourself somewhere else next time; it's scary. I'm going to sleep. Please don't say a word, or I'm going to wake up and scream at you." Arya said in a sleepy tone. The next minute, Arya covered her face with a blanket, and I feared that she wouldn't be able to breathe, but I knew she would be able to breathe.

I chuckled slightly at Arya's words. She must've been awake to say all these, but she must be feeling sleepy, and she needs quietness to fall asleep again.

Also, Arya was mistaken. I didn't run out to cry somewhere.

However, I didn't bother explaining; it feels so sweet to be cared for by someone. Also, I think Arya's scream must be cute; she has such a lovely and tiny voice.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had made a clarification post online before going to meet Rex, and it made me wonder if things had calmed down.

I picked up my phone and unlocked it to see that there were several private messages sent to me by the students, but I ignored them. Furthermore, several scolding comments filled my clarification post.

You weak b**ch, it's already enough that you entered our pack. You're just having three trials to be kicked out, but you've entangled yourself around several men. Who are you sleeping with next?

Disgusting hoe. Don't you find it disgusting to sleep with a man twice your age? Kick her out.

I tapped on the school head's post and sighed in relief when I saw that the scolding comments had decreased a lot and that they'd moved to my post instead.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I tapped on Asher's message, which brought me to his chat interface.

Hickeys look so good on you, darling. Consider my offer, and I'll come out as the mysterious man.

Asher must've known everything, and he knew no one would come out for me, so he expected that I'd be enticed by such an offer.

However, I consider those online scoldings as nothing since I knew the students wouldn't do anything.

The only thing the students can do is try to bully me secretly. Examples of this include mouthing insults, giving me a disdainful stare, or purposely causing trouble, which was still far better than the treatment in the red flame pack.

Master, you're crazy. In your dream

I typed with a scowl before throwing my phone on the bed, albeit softly, while thinking that Asher is crazy. Crazy like Oswald, his Alpha. Only Wyatt is different among the three.

I walked toward the sofa and sat on one of them before picking up the meal that was still packaged in a paper bag. Its delicious aroma drifted into my nose, which made my eyes light up in excitement.

On another thought, a slight frown surfaced on my face. This food smelled really delicious—is it really from the school restaurant?

Contemplating it, it must've been the school meal since the school cafeteria is the only place students could get food. Tonight's dinner must've just been cooked more deliciously than always. At those thoughts, my hesitation dissipated completely.

My thoughts on Arya poisoning me had disappeared a long time ago, so I immediately unpackaged the meal to eat.

My first thought on staring directly at my dinner was that this dinner seemed richer and more like the food that I had eaten at Wyatt's place, but on another thought, I felt that I had gone crazy. Why do I keep mentioning Wyatt?

Just as the dinner looked, the food tasted delicious. Even more delicious than it looked, it made my unhappy mood disappear immediately.

'When you're done eating, meet me in the forest.' I was about to take the third spoonful when Rex suddenly mind-linked me.

My hand clenched the spoon tightly, and I felt my body grow tense.