Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

Chapter 45

Ava made so many mistakes in training that she was surprised she had only come out of it with a few cuts and bruises. Claire managed to ruin the one thing she had felt confident about in this academy. Not letting emotions take her over while fighting was her thing. But the whole afternoon. she’d been too nervous and distracted and her paranoia was back in full force,

Her classmates were looking at her differently. And the coach. She didn’t think he had even paid attention to anyone else; he had been too intent on giving her sparring partner after sparring partner as if he was testing her limits, She’d had to rely on muscle memory to get her through, but if her partners had been any good, she would have been in the infirmary again. It seemed to have pissed the coach off that she had lasted the whole training session without being knocked out.

The moment her panic attack had abated, Ezekiel hud rushed out of the bathroom. He hadn’t turned up for tranung, and she’d felt disappointed But that was a good thing. She didn’t want to rely on anyone here, least of all Ezekiel. There was something different about him.

She didn’t like him but still felt these confusing emotions. His warnings from the first day had been on her mind all day because that seemed true now more than ever. They would carry her out of the academy in a body bag She would have to make a nm for it through the forest. There had to be a way back to the little airpon where the small plane dumped them.

“Do you want to talk about me?”

She looked from the window to look Mr Patrick in the eyes.

-Would it do any good when you don’t answer any of my questions?” she asked.

Mr Patrick raised his brow but didn’t dispute what she said as he continued marking his work.

Why was she always the only one in detention with him? Had he been assigned to this room on purpose? What the hell was he? The dean had

at the h hinted that he was receiving reports from her other teachers about her progress. Was Mr Patrick one of them? Was he a spy?

Mr Patrick made a face and put his pen down before he met her gaze,

“Seriously?” he asked

“So I’m right. You are reading my mind.”

“You project all your infantile thoughts so loudly,” Mr Patrick snapped. “It’s like being in a room with a psychopath. Learn to meditate and focus your thoughts, for heaven’s sake.”

“For whose benefit?”

D

that forest is a viable option. The forest doesn’t make any exceptions. You will die,”

my privacy. What I think

books shut and shook his head as

he said as he

above the board at the front of the room. She had only been in detention for fifteen minutes, Jared wouldn’t pick her up for another forty–five. Her anxiety ramped up as she watched

time yet!” the

by yourself if you wish. It’s Friday night. I have

into her bag and rushed to leave the room. It was still dinner time so she knew other students would still be in the area. The last person she

and walked out of the First Year block, ignoring the whispers and laughter. When she made it outside, she thought of the long wala ahead of her. At least the sun harfn’t set yet, so she wouldn’t be jumping at

of which road to take to get

and then started walking quickly without looking back. She lud a vagur Jared’s house now that she had been there a

continued calling her name. Loudly. If anyone hadn’t known where she was, they did now. She swore to herself as slir forced herself to stop and

is even worse than skipping a lesson, you get double

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Chapter 45

as

She could forgive the Omega for turning her back on her but even

up. I get it. But I’ve heard so many things today about you that I don’t think you should be out here alone. If Alpha Anderson isn’t here, at least let me walk with

point that out, she just turned around and continued walking. And to her credit, Emily didn’t give her any fake apologies as she walked slightly behind her.

a breath behind her as if she had also

“Crap” Emily muttered.

her heart beating loudly, she turned to face Emily, What

being g summoned,” Emily said with an eye roll. I’m sorry. I have to go. Duty calls. At least you got lucky on that; you don’t have to be a anyone’s beck and call twenty–four–seven. Take a left on the next road and walk as fast as you can. You’ll come out on Alpha Anderson’s road. If you meet any trouble there, just scream; they’ll all hear you. I’ll see you