Page 19 of Ava: Part Two

“You know I’m not allowed to,” she mumbled again while she played with her now empty bottle.

“I won’t tell. I’d never say anything to hurt you.”

His voice was low and felt like a caress over her skin. Her whole body felt sensitive. She was forced to look up at him, and this time, she got caught in his gaze. Would she ever react normally to him? She couldn’t understand how things had gotten so intense so quickly. She wasn’t even sure if she liked him, despite what he had done for her.

Ezekiel looked away first and cleared his throat before he took another sip of his water.

“You’re driving me insane, little human,” he growled.

Maybe something was wrong with her because his statement made her insides burn. She should have been running the other way, not getting excited.

But still, she couldn’t help herself.

“How?” she whispered.

Ezekiel turned his head, and the full force of his need almost knocked her over.

“There’s a lot of shit happening that I need to take care of,” he started, “and yet all I really want to do is have you underneath me.”

She sucked in a breath but didn’t look away from his gaze. Ezekiel was the first to look away again.

“Soon, Ava,” he threatened.

Or was it a promise? Her body tingled at the images she suddenly had in her head. A frown appeared on Ezekiel’s face, and his eyes flashed red and amber. His nostrils flared, and his jaw tightened.

“We need to talk about the Saturday you went to town,” Ezekiel said after a while, “but I can’t think right now.”

And that reminder was all she needed to calm her body down. A heinous crime had been committed, and all she was thinking about was a boy.

“Yes, let’s talk about Saturday,” she said quickly. “I...I’m sorry. I know everything is my fault—”

“Shh,” Ezekiel said as he turned his head to the door.

And not too long after, his pack mates arrived.

“I’ll pick you up after detention. We’ll talk,” Ezekiel said.

“Why does everyone always assume I have detention?” she mumbled.

Ezekiel looked at her with a raised brow before he chuckled and stood up.

“Myles will be with you tonight again. I’d do it myself, but they never give me any detentions,” he said as he picked up a towel from the side.

“And that’s the most unfair bullshit I’ve ever heard in my life,” she huffed as she stood up, too.

She looked at the two wolves and saw them studying her. They stood so perfectly still that she had to wonder what their wolves were telling them. That she was a friend or foe? Prey?

The blonde one, in particular, didn’t look like he had warmed up to her at all. Myles. At least she had a name for him now.

“What?” Ezekiel asked when he came over to her.

She hadn’t realised she had been smiling.

“I was just thinking how awful your manners are,” she said. “I’ve lived with this dude for almost two weeks, and I’m sure during all that madness, he must have seen me in my underwear. I’ve called him Blonde One because no one bothered to introduce themselves.”

Ezekiel threw his head back and laughed. The sound was so shocking that she turned to watch him. He looked a lot younger than he usually did. Being a Fourth-Year at this academy, he was twenty-two, as he had said, and would probably turn twenty-three soon, but all that darkness around him made him seem older.

He was still laughing when he put his hand on the small of her back and led her out of the room and back to the locker room.

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