Lyla’s POV
What the f**k!
My eyes shut the moment his lips brushed against mine, my first kiss. Softly, delicately almost like butterfly wings, it was long enough that he could inhale my breath. It felt almost like a dream, he wrapped his arm around my waist and brought me closer to him. I managed to rest my hand on his chest, but as I did that, he pulled away.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” I felt his arm leave my waist, I wanted so badly to reach for his hand. He turned and walked away as the fire alarm rang.
“Alright students. Head to the football field please. Mrs. Jones if you would please.” I heard Mrs. Gomez in the background, her voice sounded like an echo. I grabbed my bag and walked out the door, following the rest of the class. I was looking for Anthony through the crowd of students, but he was nowhere to be found. I brushed my fingers over my lips, is this what a first kiss felt like?
The entire high school stood on the football field, everybody scattered to their social group. I let my mind wander as I moved past everyone, heading to the bleachers. How could he kiss me and just walk away? What is his story?
I usually keep to myself, I've seen girls fall in love so fast and within a week crying while eating a pint of ice cream and watching the notebook. I rather not go through that whole phase, but then again I've never caught the attention of a guy before. I always felt I just wasn't pretty enough.
I took my phone out from my back pocket and began texting Emma. I felt bad about the way I had talked to her earlier today, but she was acting strange. SHe was the one always pushing for me to talk to a guy, she was excited in the first period when I told her about what happened. Next thing I know she’s acting protective but I felt it was out of jealousy. She talked as if she knew him already, did she?
My foot caught on a small lip in the pavement where it had cracked previously and prevented me from taking another step. It happened all so fast, I didn't know what had happened until I was halfway to the floor, before I felt this strong hand grab my arm and pull me into their arms.
"Are you always this clumsy?" A familiar voice rang in my ears. I looked up to see Anthony staring at me with concern in his eyes.
"No, I just...today has just started off with some surprises." I muttered. I pushed him away. He kisses me, then disappears and now he was standing in front of me. I was having mixed feelings towards him at the moment.
His hand raised to scratch the back of his head, he had a stressed expression. I just stared at him, was I a game to him? Were Michael and Emma right when they told me to stay away from him? I turned around to walk away, when his hand grasped my hand.
“Wait.” His voice was wobbly. He looked at me with a blank expression. Part of me wanted to stay and hear what he had to say, on the other hand I wanted to walk away.
“How’s your hand?” He gestured towards my left hand wrapped in bandage.
“What’s your deal?” I blurted. I couldn’t take the silence anymore. He looked confused by the question.
“I don’t know what you mean?” Really? Are all men this oblivious?
“We barely met today. You helped me with my cut, kissed me out of nowhere and then disappeared. And just as I’m about fall flat on my face, you appear out of f*****g thin air.” I am aggravated now.
“I don’t know what to say.” he said blankly. Are you f*****g kidding me right now?
“Why did you kiss me?” I said calmly.
“It was a mistake.” I don’t know why those words hurt me, but they did. It felt like needles piercing through my heart. I took one step back, he said those words with no emotion. Why does this hurt? What the f**k is going on?
“I have to go. Stay away from me okay.” I said as I turned to walk away, leaving him there with that final request. There was an announcement saying we could all go back inside the school. I couldn’t though, so I decided to walk to my car.
My phone buzzed, Emma was calling me. I didn’t want to talk to her either, I just wanted to be left alone. Here I was thinking today would be great, but really it turned out to be s**t. I got to my car and sat inside, I was on the verge of crying, I could feel my eyes welling up as I leaned my head against the window.
Maybe if I hadn’t thought too much about wanting to be with somebody, I could have avoided all of this. I should have continued keeping to myself. I could feel my phone vibrating again, I looked over to see Emma calling, I pressed ignore. Next thing I know glass is hitting me in my face as my window was shattered.
I screamed in confusion and terror. Everything was happening so fast, could this day get any worse? The door swung open and I was being dragged out of my seat and thrown on the ground forcefully. The amount of force was not human-like, my head hit the concrete and I managed to take a glance at my attacker before everything went black.
Anthony’s POV
I was literally saved by the bell. I didn’t mean to kiss her, the smell of her blood along with the sound of her heart beating, it brought hunger upon me. I was grinding my teeth, but I could still feel my fangs pushing through. Her sweet voice was relaxing as she thanked me, but it didn’t seem enough. All I could think of was her pink lips, how soft they looked.
They were indeed soft, I could feel the warmth of her skin as I brought her closer to my body. I could feel the demon inside me wanting to be unleashed, her hand on my chest brought me back to my senses. I pulled away, my thoughts were dangerous. I wanted her, I wanted to feel my teeth sink into skin. I wanted her body on mine, to claim her.
I apologized and turned away as the fire alarm rang. I managed to slip out using my super-speed, while everyone was busy gathering their things. I headed to my locker, where Regina was standing waiting for me.
“We have a problem.” She said in a serious tone. She looked concerned about something.
“What now?” I said as I reached my locker and opened to put my stuff in. I have enough problems to deal with already.
“One of the werewolves just told me there is another werewolf here who has a bone to pick with you.” She stated as I closed my locker and turned towards her.
“I’ll deal with that later, don’t you hear the fire alarm going off sis?”
“Anthony. The werewolf is here, in the school.” she continued as I began walking towards the crowd of people leaving the hallway through double doors which led to the football field.
“Okay. And?” I didn’t even bother turning around.
“Where’s Lyla?” I paused dead in my tracks. I turned around slowly.
“I don’t know, probably on the football field already. Why?” I asked curious to know why she asked.
“This wolf might know about Lyla being your mate.” I glared at her.
“And why would that be?” I said through gritted teeth.
“Because this wolf has a lot of hatred towards you.” A voice echoed from behind me. I turned around to see Emma standing near the water fountain and Michael leaning against the lockers.
“And who exactly is this wolf?” I aimed my question directly at Emma.
“Nicholas Arnoux.” She said the name slowly. That last name sounded familiar, but I couldn’t seem to pinpoint why.
“Your father killed his grandmother in cold blood.” I should have known this would have something to do with my father. It always does.