Two Alphas, One Mate

Miss Paige

Elara's POV:

“Come with me, Elara.” Miss Paige said from where she stood, and I was grateful that Emilia remained by my side because my legs still trembled, and I had no doubt that I would not be able to walk by myself.

Miss Paige did not look like she would be willing to carry me.

“Eryx is a b***h, I’m so sorry that happened to you.” Emilia was rambling as she led me, with my arm over her shoulder, to the nurse’s office.

“I feel so awful. I literally just stood there and watched him do that. I’m so sorry, Elara…”

“Stop it, Emilia. There’s literally nothing you could’ve done. And really, I owe you my life. Goddess knows I wouldn’t have survived this academy without you.” I cut her off and she gave me a small smile.

I could tell she still felt bad, and I wanted to do whatever it took to make her stop feeling that way, but I was too weak, and tired and still suffering from mild shock to be able to do that.

“What was he talking about, saying you did something?” Emilia asked when we neared the nurse's office.

“Beats me. I have no idea and I didn’t even feel any mate bond or whatever.”

“That’s probably because you don’t have a wolf.” Emilia said, and even though I knew she hadn’t said it out of malice, it still stung.

“You can run off back to class now, Emily, I’ll take it from here.” Miss Paige said after Emilia helped me sit on one of the beds in the back room of the clinic.

“My name is Emilia.” Emilia corrected.

Miss Paige rolled her eyes. “Whatever, now shoo.” She said, motioning at the door with her hand.

“Come find me immediately you’re done here.” Emilia whispered to me. She gave my hand a small squeeze, and then she was gone.

I sat on the bed, hands on my skirt and stared at the ground, waiting for Miss Paige to attend to me.

Miss Paige remained where she stood, leaning against the cupboard that was in front of the window that overlooked the entrance of the school.

When I raised my eyes to see what she was up to, I found that Miss Paige was watching me with her almost gold brown eyes. For a moment, all I could do was allow myself to be lost in her eyes.

“Why did you let him treat you like that?” Miss Paige asked suddenly and I snapped out of my daze.

I blinked multiple times before lifting my eyes back to her once more.

“Well, there’s not much I can do to stop it.” I answered with a lazy shrug. The movement made me wince a little because of my collarbone which Eryx had marked.

Miss Paige moved at that. She pulled open a draw, brought out a bottle of antiseptic, pulled out some cotton wool, and then she walked over to me.

I took off my jacket and sat waiting in just my white, buttoned shirt that now apparently had a bit of blood close to the collar.

Miss Paige crouched in front of me and began undoing the buttons of my shirt, and I was forced to hold my breath while she finished.

I became very self-conscious now that I was seated in just my bra and skirt, and it did not escape my notice how Miss Paige’s eyes seemed to linger on my bare skin.

I looked away quickly, heat rushing to my face.

Miss Paige was unarguably the most beautiful woman I’d laid eyes on, and it wasn’t just me who thought so.

Currently, she was dressed in a simple plain black T-shirt, and combat joggers, and boots.

Miss Paige had short, chin-length, dark brown hair with soft layers, and wispy bangs that fell over her forehead.

She had pale skin, and her face was oval, her nose straight and her lips were full and… beautiful.

I tore my eyes away from Miss Paige when she caught me staring, and then I cleared my throat.

“Being wolfless doesn’t necessarily mean you have to be weak.” Miss Paige stated, and just as I was about to respond, she pressed the soaked cotton wool to my neck and I winced. It stung.

“Your father is a ferocious warrior, with or without his wolf. I assume it would be common sense to ask him to teach you the basics of self-defense.”

Miss Paige’s fingers brushed my neck as she applied bandage to the cut and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

“Ah, well, my father’s not what he used to be. He’s been quite sick for a while, and busy.” I answered.

“That’s sad.” She stated, and then she pushed the strap of my bra from off my shoulder and my breath caught in my throat when my bra dipped a little, revealing a moderate amount of my right boob.

Miss Paige’s attention, however, was on the wound Eryx had given me with his claws, and she began cleaning it up with the antiseptic.

I grabbed as much of the bedsheet as I could to keep myself from flinching or crying as Miss Paige focused on what she was doing.

This was the first time I’d be this close to her, and it was overwhelming. She smelled of antiseptic and medicines, but there was also the faint smell of lavender on her.

Beyond being a nurse, Miss Paige was also our gym instructor, because she was one of the strongest fighters our pack had, and as such she often stopped by our house for meetings with my father.

She was incredibly young and had overachieved at just the age of twenty-two.

Unlike most teachers who Eryx could bully just like students, Miss Paige had shown him early that she wasn’t one of them.

During a gym class, she had dismantled Eryx so easily as an example in one of our self-defense classes.

Eryx got pissed because he was laughed at and attacked Miss Paige. She gave him a beating that he probably still remembers till this day.

Miss Paige applied another bandage to my collarbone and then returned the strap of my bra.

She still crouched in front of me, and she was so close, and maybe it was the way she looked at me, her brown eyes softening, or maybe it was the way her hand still rested on my thigh…

But I leaned in and brought my lips to hers and she froze.