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I cut her off. “Lily, I don’t give a shit about this. Please just look at me and talk to me!” I say, but as I watch her eyes go wide. I turn my attention back to the test tube, just as the red liquid explodes all over me.
I’m stunned. I have no idea what I was doing, or why this exploded. But suddenly, I hear the most beautiful sound I’ve heard in days, Lily’s laughter. I wipe my eyes and look at her. She’s bent over at the waist, not even trying to hide her mirth. It’s contagious and I begin laughing as well, looking down at my ruined clothes.
Our teacher comes over looking at me. “Well, Mr. Nelson, this is what happens when you don’t pay attention in class.” I can hear Lily snickering until he walks away, and she again bursts out laughing.
She grabs a towel and begins wiping off my face. I stand still, thankful that she’s at least touching me and enjoying the laughter and happiness on her face.
When she finally looks at me, I can’t help but smile. She’s so beautiful. She has stopped laughing but her lips are still twitching. “1 hate to tell you, but I think your skin will be tinged red for a while.”
I take her hips in my hands, pulling her closer to me. “Please forgive me, Lily. I don’t like you not talking to me. I don’t like you angry with me.”
She sighs but doesn’t pull away. “I’m still not happy, but I forgive you. Honestly, my father seems over the top about it all. I’m not sure what his reasoning is, but he’s agreed to let me go out with you. But I’ll say it again. Try anything with me…”
I cut her off. “Trust me, my balls still hurt. Your knees are deadly. I just want to get to know you, Lily. And I want you to get to know me. Not Clint the flirt, or Clint the Guardian, just Clint the man.”
She smiles softly, “Fine. Andra’s been whining about missing yesterday with Donovan. She’s quite smitten with your wolf.”
I feel Donovan pushing forward, and I know my green eyes are rimmed with gold. “And I am quite smitten with her.” Donovan says.
Lily’s eyes darken as Andra pushes forward. “Can we train this evening?” She asks him.
“Yes, little wolf.” He says and kisses her nose. Immediately, Lily pulls Andra back, looking around the room quickly. I’d forgotten we were in class, but no one seems to be paying attention, worried their test tube might explode like ours did.
“Behave, Donovan.” She whispers before I can pull him back. I smile down at her and watch her blush at my attention before she pulls out of my hands. She turns and begins to clean up the mess I made.
“Do you know what I did wrong?”
“Yes, you weren’t paying attention which can be dangerous in Chemistry. You’re lucky it wasn’t something acidic!”
She’s talking to me again and she’s agreed to train with Donovan. I’d suffer the embarrassment or even the pain of acid any day if that’s what it takes. She’s worth it.
I probably shouldn’t have laughed so much at Clint. But here he is, this Guardian of Alphas, looking like a big tomato. He did seem very sincere when he said he wanted my forgiveness. I’m finding it harder and harder to resist him. Yesterday at training, I thought we would train together again, but my father pulled me in as his training partner and Clint didn’t fight it. Then afterward, my father forbid me from letting Andra train.
This morning, however, my father couldn’t find a way to keep me away from driving with Clint and Anders without making it obvious to our future Alpha that he was trying to keep me away from Clint. Something is off with my dad. I’m not sure what’s going on, but his response to me seeing Clint is excessive and not in line with other times that I’ve been asked out on dates. Even more strange, my father is going to visit another Alpha over the weekend and he’s insisting that I go. I told him I had plans Friday night, so we’re going Saturday and coming back early on Sunday.
I don’t see Clint the rest of the day. I’m guessing he went home to shower and change. When I get to training, I see him. He’s talking to Alpha Patrick, whose lips are twitching. Clint is still a shade of red that makes it look like he’s got the world’s worst sun burn. My dad calls me over at the same moment that Alpha Patrick looks up and sees me. “Lily, you’re with Clint today.”
I look at my dad and see him grinding his teeth, but there’s nothing he can do about it and it’s not like anything is going to happen on the training field. I turn and walk over to Clint. He’s watching my father’s reaction and his fists are clenched and his eyes are narrowed.
“Clint.” I say, putting my hand on his arm. I wait until he looks at me. “Ready for an ass whooping?” I say, hoping it will pull him out of his anger at my father’s resistance to him.
He laughs outright. “Let’s go Lily bud.”
We move away from the rest of the group again and he takes a defensive stance. Let’s see what you remember from the other day.”
I get into position. “You know, I’m having a hard time taking you seriously when you look like you forgot to put sunscreen on before laying at the beach all day.”
“You’ll be taking me seriously when you’re face down in the dirt.” He says, giving me the ‘come on’ gesture with his fingers.
He pushes me harder today and his punches are stronger. But I hold my own and
1/3 we go the full two hours again, pouring in sweat by the time we’re done. He’s careful not to get too close when he takes me down, so we don’t have any more knee-meeting-groin issues.
Afterward, I see my father waiting for me and I know he’s going to forbid me from training Andra again. I sigh, about to walk toward him when Clint grabs my hand and pulls me to the forest. “What are you doing?” I ask him.
“Time for Andra to get her training.” He says. But I know he’s making sure my father can’t keep us apart. The whole thing is bizarre. Any parent would be thrilled to have a Guardian giving their child individualized training. Any parent but mine. My mother’s not a warrior, and she won’t go against my father anyway, so she’s no help.
When we get to the forest, we strip and shift. Once again, Andra is excited to see Donovan and he seems just as excited to see her. He runs her for over an hour, pushing her speed and her dexterity over the rocky terrain of the pack lands. When we’re done, he walks us back to our clothes where we change before he turns to walk me home.
“So, you’re still going out with Lucas tomorrow night?” He asks me.
“Um, yeah.” I guess I am, I haven’t exactly had a moment to talk to Lucas since Tuesday.
“Where’s he taking you?” He asks.
“I’m not sure.” I say, because I have no idea. I’m not really looking forward to this date. But I guess I better ask him tomorrow, so I know how to dress.
“And you’re still going out with Calista on Saturday night?”
“Actually, no. My dad wants me to go with him to the Blue River Pack, so we’re leaving Saturday and coming back in time for our date on Sunday, since dad told Alpha Anders he’d allow it.”
I watch Clint’s brows furrow. “The Blue River Pack? Why there?”
I shrug. “No idea, but he wants me to go.”
Clint is quiet longer than normal. I stop and turn to him. “What is it?”
“Alpha Mahli is looking for a mate.” He says, looking at me with concern in his eyes, but I laugh it off.
“I’m not old enough to find my mate. My birthday isn’t for almost two more months.” I tell him.
“Right.” He says, but I can tell he’s not convinced. “But you’ll be home for our
2/3 date?”
“That’s what my father said.”
“Is your mother going too?”
“I don’t think so. My father said he has some business with the Alpha.”
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