The teacher's mate

#6

As expected, I didn't get much sleep last night. I tossed and turned all night, only towards the beginning of the morning did I fall asleep.

I wake up when my phone rings. I pick up sleepily.

"Hello?" I mutter.

"Are you still in bed?" I hear Stacy ask. I don't get a chance to answer. "Didn't you hear me honk? I've been standing in front of your house for 10 minutes." She says.

"I'm sorry, I overslept. You don't have to wait for me." I say.

"Okay, see you later." She says and hangs up. I put my phone away and fall asleep almost immediately.

I wake up drenched in sweat. I don't remember what I dreamed, but it wasn't nice, something with scary-looking wolves attacking me. When I've calmed down a bit, I grab my phone to check the time.

Shit! It's almost 1:00 PM. "Mom! Why didn't you wake me up?!" I scream as I get dressed as quickly as possible.

When I'm brushing my teeth my mother enters my room. "Take it easy. I called you in sick this morning." She says.

"Oh okay, why?" I ask suspiciously, she's never done that before. "Because you slept so soundly, I couldn't wake you up." She says with a small smile.

I'm a little disappointed because that means I don't see Mr. Adams today. But I don't let my mother know that.

"Thank you." I say. "Are you coming down to eat? I made waffles." She says and walks away.

The others must be wondering where I am, I grab my phone to text Stacy. Then I see I have a missed call from her and 3 messages asking where I am.

I quickly send a message that I don't feel well and had slept all morning.

The delicious smell of fresh waffles already greets me when I walk downstairs.

" How do you feel?" My mother asks as I sit down. "I'm okay, I still find it very difficult to understand, to be honest." I answer and grab some waffles.

It seems like I'm even more hungry now that I know the reason, but then I remember that I haven't had breakfast and that's probably why.

There is an awkward silence, neither of us knows what to say. After eating almost everything I go back to my room. I tell my mother that I'm going to sleep for a while and she seems to believe it. In reality, I want to send an email to Mr. Adams, to ask if we can see each other tonight.

For some reason, I get the idea that my parents are not so happy that there is someone who can explain everything to me. Or at least, that that person is Mr. Adam's.

I doubt what to send him. I don't know if the school checks his e-mail, if they do, I can't just ask if he wants to meet me tonight.

My fingers float above the keyboard as I try to figure out what to type.

I suddenly got a notification of an incoming message. It's from Mr. Adams, I'll quickly open the email to see what he sends.

Iris,

I understand that you are absent today and cannot come to the tutoring.

I hope you're well.

If you don't want to be left behind, please send the details of your place of residence to this number: 06 8181 0645.

Kind regards,

Mr. Adams.

I'm glad he contacted himself and gave me his number. That's probably a lot more secure than school email.

I quickly save his number and start typing a message. I rewrote it 3 times before I actually send it.

Me;

Hello Mr. Adams, this is Iris.

Thanks for your message. I'm fine. My mom called me in sick this morning because I hardly slept last night, so I overslept. I would like to meet tonight, I have so many questions. But maybe it's better not to come to my house. My parents don't seem very comfortable with it.

I don't have to wait long for an answer.

Mr. Adams:

Hi Iris, glad you are doing well. Yes, it's quite a change for your parents too. Where do you want to meet?

Me:

At the place where you saw me yesterday? It's always quiet there, so we won't be disturbed. Around 8 pm?

Mr. Adams:

Sounds good, see you tonight.

I know it's wrong, but the thought of seeing him again tonight makes my stomach tingle.

Now I have to figure out what I'm going to tell my parents. I'm sure when I say I'm going to Mr. Adams, they don't like that.

To distract myself a bit, I log into my school account to see if we've got homework today. Fortunately, there is not much, and I made most of it yesterday. Because I don't know what else to do, I grab a book from the reading list to read.

I try my best to concentrate, but after a few pages, I give up.

My mind keeps wandering and more and more questions pop up in my head. I put the book away and open my laptop again. I'm not sure if I'll google it. Eventually, my curiosity wins and I type 'werewolves' in the search bar.

I scroll through the search results, but outside of websites with stories about werewolves, it is of no use to me. I'm trying 'What is a werewolf.' I'm already getting different results from this. I randomly click on one of the websites.

But I don't have much use for this either. It says all kinds of things, that you have to be bitten, change at full moon. All the things Mr. Adams said that weren't true. After looking at several more useless websites, I give up. I'll have to wait until tonight to get answers. I groan irritated, it's frustrating that I have to wait so long, I'm too impatient for that.

I'm starting to get a little tired again, so I'm going to sleep for a while. Then I haven't completely lied to my mother. I'm more tired than I thought, because I fall asleep in no time.

I somehow expected to have another weird dream about creepy werewolves. But instead, it's Mr. Adams who dominates my dreams.

Elliot pov.

When Iris was not at school this morning, I went mad with anxiety. It took a lot of effort not to go to her house, to see if everything was okay. What if she suddenly got her wolf this morning, and that's why she's not here? I wanted to call her house, to ask if everything was okay, but Thunder convinced me not to. He feels that her parents are not too happy about it. Or rather, not being so happy with me. That they have a werewolf as a daughter, they had known for a long time, but that she has a teacher as a mate, that was new information.

I couldn't help but tell them who I was last night. They convinced me not to tell Iris right away, that she needs to get used to the idea of being a werewolf first. I had to agree with them on that,

Thunder hated it. And so did I, but I had no choice.

In the afternoon couldn't contain myself anymore and I send her an e-mail. I need to know if everything is going well. I try to keep it as neutral as possible, in case the school can watch. I don't think so, but you can't be too careful with humans.

My heart skips a beat when I get a message from her not much later. I breathe a sigh of relief when I read that everything is going well. I am glad that she indicates that I should not come to her house.

I can't stop smiling when we agree on a time and place. I feel Thunder is also happy that we're seeing her alone tonight.

"Remember, she's still a minor. We can't claim her yet." I remember Thunder.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He responds annoyed.

Now that I know I'll be seeing her tonight, the day can't be over soon enough. Unfortunately, I have to teach 3 more classes before I can go.

When the last lesson is over, I don't know how fast I have to pack my things.

Actually, I still have to prepare for tomorrow's lessons. The plan was to do it tonight, but I better do it now.

Of course, I don't know what time I'll be back tonight. Thunder is whining in the back of my head. I promised he could stretch his legs this afternoon and go for a run.

"Stop whining, this won't take long." I say to him.

As soon as I'm done, I go straight home to drop off my stuff and put on something easy. Then I walk to the edge of the forest. Although I'm still a member of the Yellow Moon pack, I live just outside the pack boundaries. I moved here a few months ago because I didn't want to run into Michelle every day.

In the beginning, I still had hope that she would take back her rejection. But when I came back from my trip around the world, she hadn't changed a bit. She proudly paraded around, hoping that one of the high-ranking single wolves would take her as his chosen mate. I couldn't take it anymore and moved, but I didn't want to let myself be driven away, so this was the best option.

When we're out of sight, I strip off my clothes and let Thunder take over. He stretches slowly. It's been a while since he was able to run. That's the downside of living outside the pack.

After some stretching, he sprints through. He needs to get rid of a lot of pent-up energy.

I let him go until it's almost time to get ready for our meeting with Iris.