Chapter 39. A Chat

SKYLA.

Azura’s words keep replaying in my mind as

I trudge toward Aleric’s office.

My footsteps echo off the tiles.

With the rumours going around, I don’t think him choosing his office for detention is wise, and I don’t think I want those

rumours to get to Dad.

Me and the professor I’m rumoured to be having an affair with alone in his office.

Hmm, office sex sounds hot, and I wouldn’t mind him showing me his dominant side by bending me over that desk of his…

I smirk. Regardless of if that sounds appealing or not, I don’t plan to get down and dirty with him. Not after that talk with Azura. That really has made me see reason.

The halls are empty as everyone is either in

training, outdoors, or just chilling since

school’s out. They’re lucky to be doing

whatever shit they want for the rest of the

evening.

Then there’s poor me, heading to detention, without even a morsel of food to satiate the pang of hunger that fills my stomach. How

sad.

Ok I’m not that hungry and we’re usually

allowed to take food to detention, if it’s during lunch or after school, but I can’t

bother.

It’s kinda weird knowing Kat’s gone… Azura’s gone, Song’s gone… There was a

time the four of us would walk down these

halls together. Now?

It’s just me.

Who would have thought I’d be the last one

left here…

I break into a run, doing a cartwheel in the middle of the empty corridor before I turn the corner and come to an abrupt stop when

I see Rivers walking down the hall towards

“Ah, Miss Rossi.” He says, his piercing eyes boring into me.

“Mr Rivers.” I reply emotionlessly, crossing

my arms.

He looks around the empty halls, then back at me. “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be heading for training?”

“I have detention first.” I say.

His brows furrow. “Detention already, Miss Rossi, I am beginning to feel rather concerned with how this year has started. If Professor Arden didn’t stop me from talking to your father regarding the violence

displayed against a teacher, I would

immediately have had him come over.” He

drones on.

Please, violence displayed against a teacher?

Who even says that?

Dumb Rivers, that’s who.

I respond, faking

him. “Perhaps you need to see a therapist for your

I stare at him, my eyes

Therapist.

Issues.

not need

out of my sight before I display further

am your headmaster, Miss

I growl, feeling

of Royce makes me fight my irritation, but my heart is still

his face paling, and he swallows

halls, fear clear in

scared of me, I bet if he had

wouldn’t even let me remain at

not be tolerated,

before he turns

away.

return to normal, and I watch him walk away, my

as I see him trying not to rush, but he’s fucking oozing

your damn tail between your legs, bloody

eyes and take a deep breath before I turn and continue

don’t need a therapist. I do not have fucking

than I meant to, the

in.” Aleric’s

open the door to see him sitting in his seat. The smell of smoke is strong in

a brow. The windows are open, and

come on in,

brow, seeing

down in one of the two chairs opposite his desk and Aleric picks up two Styrofoam cups and passes one to me. “Here, I

nod.

he does, Reign

I say, feeling my mood lift a little as I

he looks down

own cup.

asks me as

opposite me.

to be detention,

feel like it at

the scalding hot, hot chocolate, enjoying the burning liquid pouring down my

thinks I need therapy, like I’m fucking mental.” My eyes flash as

at the table.

almost sounding displeased. “But how can he possibly say you need therapy. He doesn’t know

useless antics.”

“Yeah, I’m fucking done.”

downing my drinks and grabbing my bag. Better get to that

can do your assignment later, and hand it to

“Really?” I ask.

few days late. Just make sure you do your best.” He says, reaching over he caresses my cheek and I slowly ease

“We shouldn’t.”

I say quietly.

need time to figure my

of hurt crosses

push it, instead gives me a nod and retracts

why did you have a bad day?” I ask, closing my bag and dropping it to

shakes his head, running his hand through his lush locks. “It doesn’t matter.” He says,

not how it works.” I say, finishing my drink, feeling far more relaxed than I did

back, watching him as I

answer.

you.” He says, smiling slightly, although I can still see

won’t.”

but your cousin,

has heard the rumours about us that are floating

off, concern clear in

those words sink in.

Leo knows.

Fuck, that ain’t good.

Did Azura say something?

she isn’t

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