As I stared at Blake, I could tell that she was holding in her breath and fighting back her tears while she gazed back at me.
But I said nothing as I kept gazing at her wet eyes, bruised lip, and bloodstained nose.
Even if I wanted to, I didn't know what to say to her at such a moment.
So I dragged my gaze off her and coldly uttered, "Blake, I think you and your father have disrupted my class enough, so maybe you should take a seat, or get out!"
Feeling her eyes on me, I turned around, and the moment our eyes locked, I paused for a moment and then said, "Did you hear m..."
"I did," Blake mumbled beneath her breath with her gaze still fixed on me.
Silently, I watched as she clutched onto her backpack and walked out of the class, gently shutting the door behind her.
For a moment, my gaze remained focused on the doorway. Then I sighed and stared back at the class before casually uttering, "Okay, you guys, turn to page twenty of your textbook. We will be discussing, 'The effect of an Alpha Bite."
After my class time was over a while later, I was about to leave the room when Karen suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
A nasty brat was what she was, and if I wasn't trying to remain low profile so I won't blow my cover, I would have given her a taste of her own medicine.
Seeing that the other students were leaving, I threw her a hard look and asked, "Miss Noble, can I help you with something?!"
With her hands clutched behind her back, Karen smiled as she took a step towards me and softly intoned, "Karen,' will do just fine."
"Take a step back, Mrs. Noble, and stop wasting my time if you don't have anything to say," I uttered, scowling at her as my patience slowly run out.
Karen ignored my words and took another step closer to me, breaking the space between us, and whispered, "Is it hard to say 'Karen,' or is it only Blake that you talk informally to?"
"Let's catch up on this little chat when you have something useful to say to me," I uttered, struggling against my wolf.
For some reason, it was becoming aggressive towards her, and I didn't want to keep up this chit-chat for her safety.
So I walked past her, and when I was about to head out of the door, Karen shouted, "Do you like Blake!?"
Without any doubt in my mind, my answer to her stupid question was, "No." But it wasn't just to Blake. It was an answer to any question that involves me being drawn to someone.
Stopping at the doorway, I felt annoyed as I strived not to clutch my fist. Then I turned around and said, “Great assumption, Miss Noble. But no, I don't like Blake!"
"Then why did you help her!?"
"Because spoil brats like you think it's okay to trample on those weaker than you. So yeah, I had to help her because of your nasty behavior to her."
"I take it that Mr. Fang doesn't like me."
Of course, I don't like you, Karen. You are a nasty bitch. But your father is not someone I want to cross right now since I didn't want anyone digging into my past.
Without replying, I tried to leave but Karen suddenly shouted, "I am sad that you don't like me!"
Sighing heavily, my feet remained stuck to the tiles as I shut my eyelids, striving to suppress the sense of annoyance I felt.
Then I raised my lashes and said, "I don't hate you, Miss Noble. It will be wrong of me as your instructor to do so."
"That's good because I want you to like me, but not just as your student," Karen uttered.
Without saying a word, I walked out of the classroom, shutting the door behind me.
When I reached the driver's door of my car, I froze as I gazed at Blake, squatting against my vehicle with her face buried in her palms.
"You must be shitting me!" I mumbled in annoyance, rubbing my brow.
Then I realized that she had no scent, and a thought suddenly crossed my mind, 'Did she mask her scent?... She did! What the heck! I thought only I and other alpha can do that!'
Slowly, Blake raised her head, looking up at me with her irises hazel. Then went I focused on her face, she cried, "I got nowhere else to go."
This was bad. She and I are not supposed to go this far. We shouldn't be entangled with each other because she could blow my cover easily with her identity.
"Helping you was a one-time thing, Blake!" I mumbled, feeling kind of pissed at this point.
"I know. But I'm begging you to help me for only a few days, and after I figured out things, I will leave and never look back. I swear." Blake cried.
"No."
It grew silent between us, and I felt angry as I gazed into her eyes. Then I sighed out my frustration and said, "Now, get off my car."
"No," Blake sharply uttered with a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.
Knowing that her wolf was in control, I frowned and lashed out, "Why do you only show up when it comes to me! You could have done her a lot of help with her father."
When Blake didn't answer, a bitter laugh escaped my lips as I rested my hands on my hips and stared at the blue sky.
Then I glared at her for a moment before firmly asking, "What do you want from me!?"
"To stay at your place for a couple of days," Blake said with an innocent expression.
Without giving her a reply, I reached down and yanked her to her feet.
Then I tried to pull her away from my car. But she yanked her hand out of my grip and slammed her back into the door when I unintentionally let go of her wrist.
"Are you okay?!" I hastily asked, feeling concerned by the look of hurt in her eyes.
"I will die if you don't help me!" Blake cried, staring solely into my eyes. "You heard my dad! As a weak hybrid who is now a rogue, members of the pack wouldn't spare me since I no longer have my father's backing anymore!"
"You are dragging me into a mess that I don't want to get involved in, Blake!"
"I promise not to leave the house. The fact that my dad didn't find me last night, means you have your house protected, right?"
"Yes. There are herbs planted in the yard that prevent outsiders from picking up the scent of those in the house."
"Okay, so my dad and others wouldn't know where I will be, and you wouldn't get in trouble. Please, instructor Fang."
"I said, 'no! Your father is not a wolf that I want to cross paths with ag…"
Holding back the rest of my words, I frowned and thought, 'Again. The last time it happened, things got bloody pretty fast, and uglier than I intended for it to go.'
It grew silent as Blake took a long look at me. Then she softly sighed and mumbled, “Fine. I guess you too are okay with me dying."
When she smiled at me, I could tell she was hurting as she said, “I get it. At least for the best part, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Fang.”
Even though she did her best to keep the smile, her eyes gave her away, and the look of devastation in them ached my heart, and I sighed, realizing that I was about to mess my life up.
“Two weeks. Afterward, you are on your own.” I half-heartedly said, noticing that her eyes were getting watery.
Staring at me, she softly sniffed and then widened her smile, nodding slightly.
"Get into the car before I changed my mind!" I told her, frowning at the look of joy beaming on her face.
Without hesitating, Blake rushed around my car and stopped at the front door. Then after I had unlocked the car, she got inside.
A few minutes later, I wore my seatbelt, and I was about to start the car engine when I realized that Blake's eyes were now black.
"Do you have control over it?" I mumbled out loud, although I meant to think it instead.
"Huh?" Blake asked as she swayed her gaze on me.
"Your wolf, do you have control over it?"
"No."
With a hint of sadness in Blake's eyes, she glanced at me for a moment before hanging her head low and whispering, "To be honest, it's like it has a psyche of its own and does whatever it wants. I felt like leaving school after you humiliated me in class, but my wolf wanted to stay and wait for you."
She is detached from her wolf? It seems like they are two separate creatures instead of being meshed with each other.
Something like that is unusual and dangerous. But I guess it happened to her because her wolf had been isolated from her for so long.
Turning my key, I started my car engine and slightly frowned as I mumbled in my head, 'What am I allowing into my life!'