Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Sophia's POV

I felt a sharp pang in my heart while drawing my legs forward to where he was. The thudding in my heart was becoming faster and louder as I swallowed the lumps in my throat.

He had looked away and didn't turn his face to me again. Those frowns kept going deeper, like he hated my presence in the class. I couldn't help but wonder why he suddenly hated me.

I can be called the most beautiful girl in this entire school and also a Beta's daughter with royal blood. Many people wanted to have me, so what makes his case unique? He Just got enrolled and it seemed like we had been enemies for centuries.

Lola, who was a commoner and a slave, was the one that got his interest. As much as I wanted to believe he had no feelings for her, I was still doubtful after seeing the way he got lost staring at her when he first entered the class, and he had even gone ahead to take her to the clinic for treatment.

Lola seems to be the one he is concerned about, and I won't mind killing her. Yes, I will kill Lola if that is what it takes to make him mine.

Looking at his flawless and cute face now made my heart wrench as I began to draw closer to him. I was already imagining kissing him and lying on his muscular arms. His light skin looks fresh and, recalling that Lola had laid on his arms, made me grunt.

Gosh!

The whole class was staring at me, yet I never cared. All my attention was on Jason. He was the type of man I badly wanted. Never have I felt this drawn to any man. I haven't thought of ever falling in love after my heart has been clouded with revenge.

As I got to where he sat, his fresh and intoxicating earthly scent hit my nose and spread throughout my entire being, causing tears to form in my eyes. I was falling harder, and it was hurting me so much to see how he threw his face away from me.

Even as I was beside him, he never cast a single glance or acted like I was there. Once again, I thought of why he sharply flashed a look at the door when I came in.

Lola?

No, it can't be!

No one in this world will choose Lola over me. She is like garbage, dirty and ugly. Not only that, she betrayed the wolf community and should be abhorred and rejected by everyone.

I think when I tell Jason how she betrayed the wolf community by saving a vampire, he will kill whatever feelings he has for her.

Blake's POV.

I never realized how much I was eager and getting antsy waiting for Lola to come into the class till I heard footsteps. The rush at which I pulled my head and directed it to the door was too extreme and noticeable to anyone who was close to me.

After leaving her back there in the school clinic ward, I suddenly became restless while sitting here in the class. The thought of her being beaten again by Torian or Sophia was something that kept wrenching my heart in a way I don't understand.

It was beyond my power not to check the door when I heard footsteps, even when I was fuming in hatred and anger towards the wolves who claimed to be good while they were all evil. I shouldn't care about anyone in the werewolf pack after knowing what they did to my sister.

Yes, not long ago, I walked away from Lola and stated clearly that I cared for no one. I thought I was serious, not until now. It was so clear those words were bluff as I was still wishing to see Lola's beautiful face. I might hate every other wolf, but Lola seemed to be different, even if I didn't know why or what made her exceptional in my eyes.

The snort of disgust that slipped out of my lips was beyond my power to hide, as I was so irritated and felt like throwing up when my eyes fell on the last person I wanted to see. I hated all the wolves, but I think I hated Sophia and Torian the most.

She had seen how I cast a sharp gaze at the door, and our eyes really met. She was looking straight at me, making our eyes lock for some moment, which was like an eyesore to me as she wasn't the one I expected. I wasted no more time looking away, as it was annoying to have those eyes peering into my face.

The reason why I hated her so much was something I didn't want to accept. It was because she was treating Lola badly, but that should never be my reason, as Lola should not be different from other werewolves here. It baffles me why and how she affected me in this way.

"Hi," I heard Sophia's voice mumble from behind me, and my ears twitched at it, as that was the last voice they wanted to hear. I could already feel the anger boiling in me. I can't believe she had the guts to come close to me, let alone utter anything to me.

I spun my head at her, maintaining a stern face while she smiled sheepishly in return. The more she smiles, the more I feel like killing her right there immediately. I wish I was done with my mission here. I won't waste a single second pulling out her heart and disappearing after devouring it.

Her presence seemed to be itching my skin and disgusting me more.

"How can I help you?" I frowned at her, but she kept smiling while staring at my face. Her white teeth gleam while her eyes glint with emotions that I can't understand.

"Can I sit with you, please?" She demanded

"No." My response went so much faster than I imagined. I barely waited for her to be done with her request. Just the thought of her sitting beside me makes my stomach grumble in irritation and hatred.

"Fine..." She hissed and walked to her seat in annoyance, swaying her hips as she padded with high shoulders like she owned the world. I could only snort and look away, feeling bored all of a sudden.

"What about Lola sitting with you since she had no chair?" Her voice came in again, abruptly, when I thought she had left.

I swirled fully, looking at her face while the question she just asked resonated inside my ears.

She had returned after hissing and leaving, only to ask this strange question.

Just then, before I could find the right answer to her question, I heard another set of footsteps at the door. We both flicked our eyes at it, and a sudden rush of strange sensations ran through me as she shuffled in with Torian behind her.

She had blood dripping down from her swollen lips, and her messy brown hair was scattered, scraggly, and disheveled so roughly that she looked no different from a mad woman.

"You are lost staring at her again, yet you claim not to love or care about her." Sophia whined, sniffing like she would cry.

Lola had been beaten again by Torian. Her chubby cheeks were red from slaps. The way her legs throbbed while she trudged was clear evidence that Torian had hit her again.

Torian walked to Sophia, who was standing beside me. His hard face was melting as she looked at Sophia with pleading eyes.

"I will do what you requested as soon as I get home. Please don't leave me." he mumbled, like a baby whose mother was about to leave. I stared at him and could notice the change in his eyes.

It was familiar.

I racked my brain to remember where I had seen something like that, and after a few minutes, it flashed into my head.

Torian was under the spell of love.

Sophia was using charm on him and had made him fall so dumbly in love with her that he was more like a toy to him. My mother is a witch, and I have watched her perform such a spell for many people. This is always how their eyes glint slightly, unnoticeable for anyone to fish out.

"Till you are done fulfilling my request, don't think I won't leave you." Sophia shrugged and pulled Lola's hair so tightly that she screeched in pain.

"Why are you standing there instead of going to the floor and sitting down? You're trying to get his attention, right?" She bawled and headbutted her so hard that she fell backwards, hitting the ground with a loud thud. I flinched a bit, but held back every other reaction.

"Can't you let her rest for a while?" Jace's voice struck in just as he stepped into the class with his mate.

I sat back in my chair and buried my face in my palm. The heaviness in my heart was much greater now as I heard Lola crying. It was strange how I was feeling her pain inside me.

I was feeling the greatest urge to save her, but at the same time, something was restraining me by flashing ugly memories into my head.

"I won't let her rest because she deserves to die after betraying the entire wolf community! As a pack hunter's daughter, she went ahead to save a vampire with a royal scent and also gave him the pill to heal his wounds!!!" Sophia shouted, and my jaw dropped instantly as I cringed at what I had just heard.

"Jason, will you still pity and still feel sorry for her after just hearing how she betrayed us? As a wolf you are, don't you think she deserves to die?" Sophia raised her brows, peering at me, but my mind was far away as I turn sharply at Lola, who was sitting on the floor, looking at me with wet eyes filled with pain.

I just remembered being attacked by the wolf hunters. Except for my parents and me, no other vampire has the royal scent.

Did Lola really save my life in the past?