Page 92 of Ava: Part One

The woman frowned, and her eyes became cold as she inspected her from top to bottom.

“None of your concern,” the woman said. “Sit down.”

Someone told her it was worse to walk out of detention than an actual lesson. Jared or Emily—she couldn’t remember which. She didn’t want to find out if those backstabbers had been telling the truth that time, so she sighed and dragged her feet to the nearest chair.

What was happening here? Why did she feel so awful? Why did she keep seeing these things?

The beach was back on her mind, and she took a deep breath. It was still the same. She closed her eyes to see it better, and it was still as peaceful as the first time she saw it. She needed some of that. She needed anything to stop these extreme thoughts and feelings.

She decided to keep her eyes closed a little longer. Everything looked so real it felt like she had been there before—like she was there now. And her mind was playing tricks on her because when she looked around this imaginary world, Zeke was there right beside her. He turned to face her, and she met those beautiful amber eyes. Though he looked different in her imagination, hewas still breathtaking. Still the most handsome man she had ever seen.

But he looked shocked to see her. She saw so many emotions in his eyes but couldn’t decipher any of them. She couldn’t tell if he was happy or sad. Maybe she just wanted to see him so much that she was now daydreaming about him.

“Why are you here?” the imaginary Zeke asked.

She looked over at the waves gently rolling to the shore. The motion was calming, as was the sound.

“To escape,” she whispered.

“Miss Morgan!”

She almost jumped to her feet at the sound of a ruler hitting her desk and the teacher’s harsh voice.

“Stop daydreaming and go to your dorm. Detention has been over for ten minutes.”

The teacher stormed out and left her sitting there in shock. She had just sat down; she was sure of it. But when she looked at the clock, it had moved an hour.

She was right. She was going insane.

When she made it outside, she heard a car horn and realised Derek and his friend had come to pick her up. She was so grateful when she got into the back seat. The two of them studied her for a moment before they looked at each other, and then Derek started the car. They were going to have to tell her what was happening because she couldn’t take it anymore.

Chapter 65

Before Derek even parked the car, Ava had sunk into this depression that she couldn’t understand. She felt like the further they had driven away from the main buildings, the bigger the gaping hole in her heart became.

The tears were back on her face as she walked into the house.

“Are you in pain?” Derek asked quietly.

She shook her head.

Her body still hurt, but her mind was stuck in this terrible place; she couldn’t register the pain unless she paid attention toit. She forgot about the conversation she intended to have with the wolves as she forced her stiff body to move up the stairs.

“This is your room.”

She looked back at the Beta, who appeared to have followed her up at her pace. She had been heading straight for Ezekiel’s room without thinking, but of course, that wasn’t allowed here.

With a nod, she walked back towards him and through the door he held open. The room was much bigger than she had expected, but it was nothing like Ezekiel’s and probably the other wolves. A double bed, a wardrobe, and a chest of drawers. It was enough.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Then she gingerly lay down without even checking to see if he was gone.

“There’s some food...”

She couldn’t even stomach the thought of food. She just wanted to curl up there and cry. It felt like the whole world was on her shoulders, and she couldn’t handle it. It was too much.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” she answered without lifting her head.

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