A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter Twenty-Seven “Aria!?” 

He had understandably been surprised to see me, so had the girl under him who was also missing her shirt

She was laying down on a school desk, legs wrapped around him, and I quickly averted my gaze before I saw anything else. “What the hell are you doing here?” he yelled. I could hear the sound of him zipping his pants back up and tugging a shirt on. “What am I doing here?” I repeated incredulously. “You mean why am I here after you made m e wait for over an hour?!” 

I turned back around to face him having assumed it was safe to do so now. “Oh shit, was that today?”

“Oh, really? You don’t recall even though I literally reminded you only a few hours ago?!” He rubbed at the back of his neck staring at the ground. At least he looked a little guilty. But it didn’t matter because I was furious. Nothing he was going to be able to say would make me calm down. It was like something inside me had been triggered and I could feel myself losing control.

“...I‘m sorry, Aria.” “You’re sorry?! You were so preoccupied screwing this girl that you couldn‘t even let me know you wanted to cancel?”

He looked up to face me then and I felt that same familiar feeling of wanting so badly to buckle under the weight of those eyes. But not today. Today, I refused to back down as it fuelled my rage.

“Woah, hey,” the girl interjected. “Let’s leave me out of this, okay? I don‘t need to be caught u p in your weird… Goddess mark shit.”

If I‘d still had my wolf, I would have ripped her throat out right then and there. It was probably her lucky day that I was still underage. “Kira,” Cai warned, making it clear that he didn‘t think what she’d said was appropriate. “I think it’s best that you leave if you truly don’t want to get involved.” “Alright, fine. Enjoy your kiddie after school playtime,” she said with a huff. I scrutinised her u p and down, watching as she fixed her skirt until, finally, she walked towards the door. I was glad to see her hightail it out of here, but the feeling lasted only a few seconds.

as she

grabbing her, but suddenly Cai was there, restraining me in his grip. I conceded to just

his request. I turned towards him, feeling a wave of angry tears bubbling to the surface. I gritted my teeth i n an attempt to stop them from falling but it didn‘t work. “See you’?” he asked, confused. “Like a child! A charity case!

uncomfortably.

burst into laughter. Was that really all he could say?

I didn‘t understand exactly what he had been doing

striding towards him with an absolute conviction. With every step I took, he paced backwards in response, unsettled by my sudden approach. But I kept walking all the way until his back was up against the wall and finally

futile attempt. The only thing creating distance between us now was our height difference. When he eventually came to the same conclusion that there was no point in trying to move, he finally looked down at me, his eyes searching mine as if he was looking for something. I waited for his reply as he opened and closed his mouth several times, almost as if trying to find the right words to say but nothing would come out. Then, finally, I lost patience. I angrily sighed and turned away, heading towards the door. “You want to know which of us is the child? Go take a good,

paused in my tracks and finally looked

“…What do you mean?”

a week or so. I’m going to be forced

a few moments ago was abruptly thrown out the window, my fury being reignited. I wasn’t sure what made me angrier; the fact he’d ditched me for over an hour to get into a girl’s pants, or the fact he had been planning to leave so soon and hadn’t even brought it up until now. “Are you actually telling me right now that you were planning to go back home in a week, and you weren’t even going to tell me?!” “No! I was going to tell you! Of course, I was.” “When?! via a letter when

towards him, quickly making up the ground I’d previously made between us. “You want to make it up to me, Cai?” I asked rhetorically. “Fine then.” I threw a punch towards

are

make up training session, right? Well then, hit me, Cai!” I shifted my weight to my other leg and tried to surprise him with a kick from my other foot. The movement was fast enough that he did almost miss it, but at the last second, he grabbed my ankle, holding me in place. “Stop this,” he growled. I refused to listen to him,

leg, so I took the opportunity to grab onto one of the desks behind me, using it as leverage to support my weight. Lifting myself into the air, I then kicked him square