Page 89 of Ava: Part One

She reached over for the shower gel and started washing her body. There was no time to daydream now. She had to clean up the bedroom and find something to eat to have some energy for the day. The coach said they would continue training on the weapons this week before he separated them by ability. She knew she would still be ranked low, but she wanted to at least show the coach she had some skill.

Once she had brushed her teeth and left the room, she froze when she saw the two Omegas she had seen in the kitchen, finishing remaking the bed.

“What are you doing?” she asked, mortified.

“What does it look like, Your Highness?” one of the girls snorted.

“I didn’t ask you to do this. I’m capable of making my bed—”

The other girl snorted as she threw the dirty bedding into a laundry basket.

“We know our roles. Maybe you should remind your friends what your role is,” the other girl said.

“Unless this is it,” the taller one said, indicating the bed.

They both shook their heads, disgust clear on their faces as they walked out. Was this what she would have to deal with this week? People thinking she was sleeping with Ezekiel? It drained the little energy she had left as she dragged her feet to the bed. She needed to find another way out of there. Claire would not tolerate this if she heard any rumours like that.

She was surprised to find her uniform laid out on it. It looked wrinkle-free, as if the Omegas had been asked to sort it out for her. She really needed a word with Ezekiel. She didn’t want anyone doing these things for her, especially not the Omegas.

When she finally went downstairs with her school bag, she felt slightly more human. Breakfast had already been laid out on the table. She felt a little guilty when she helped herself because she knew the Omegas had made it, but she was starving. She felt famished, as if she hadn’t eaten for days.

Though she ate more than usual, she was still hungry when Derek and the other wolf came in and told her it was time to go. Someone would have to tell her his name if she was going to live with them for a while.

But where was Ezekiel? Lessons were mandatory, and missing any resulted in a load of shit, according to the rules. She had assumed Ezekiel would at least turn up when it was time to go.

Her worry returned. Something was wrong. And the silence and tension in the car as they drove to their lessons confirmed it. Something had happened to Ezekiel.

Chapter 63

Ava’s attention was pulled to the administration building the moment Derek stopped the car. Students walked around or stood in groups as they waited for their lessons to start, and nothing seemed amiss.

Did she have an appointment with the Dean? No. He had refused to see her again and cancelled all her appointments.

“What is it?” Derek asked.

She shook her head as she undid her seatbelt.

“It’s nothing. I just feel like I forgot something important,” she answered.

“What else do you feel?”

The blond one asked this. She frowned. Was he asking how she was feeling healthwise? Or mentally? Because mentally, she was spiralling, and she couldn’t anchor herself.

“Nothing,” she shrugged.

“No pain?”

“A little pain. Which is weird because I normally wake up fine.”

She hadn’t thought of that. Jared’s stuff must have worn off now, which meant she had to be extra careful in training.

Derek looked away, his eyes glinting as if she had just told him some bad news.

“How is this even possible? It will mess up everything,” the blond one growled.

She didn’t understand what they meant. Were they still talking about her?

“Um... Thank you for the lift. I’m going to walk to my block from here,” she said as she made to open the door.

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