Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

Chapter 80

Mr Patrick turned in his seat to watch Ava the moment she opened the detention room door.

She looked him square in the eye and thought of sheep jumping over rainbows.

Mr Patrick rolled his eyes and turned back to watch the room: So what exactly was he, to be able to read her mind? Seers couldn’t do this, but there were so many different species here at the academy that she didn’t know much about. This was nothing like her pack at home, where everysine knew everyone, even if they didn’t all live close together.

“Take your seat. Miss Morgan

Where had he been that night when the horrible teacher had taken his place? She had been so confused and had needed his help. Maybe he could help her now.

“Must I repeat myself? You’re disturbing everyone.

And that was when she saw that, for a change, another student was in the room. He looked at her from his seat right at the back without smiling. didn’t like her very much, she could tell. Maybe he didn’t like her at all, like all the other students at the academy. The bland one she now lived with. She really needed to ask his name, she couldn’t keep calling him the Blond One.

How had he even ended up in detention?

“For the love of all that is sparkly.. Miss Morgan, sit down and get your homework out.

“Oh, great. You can help me figure out if the woven or quilted cotton is best for the imaginary wolves I will one day serve a fancy dinner to after 1 graduate,” she said sarcastically as she walked to her usual seat.

“Quilted cotton. You can double–side it. Mr Prick deadpanned. “Now, just read or something Be quier

11 sounded like he was trying to make sure she didn’t talk about what he could do in front of the Blond One. She just had to sit quietly and stew while he accessed all her thoughts. Had he heard everything she had thought of before, or was it a selective process?

inappropriate here over the past few weeks. Because she’d had many inappropriate thoughts. Like the ones she was trying not to think of now, actually. And if she remembered correctly, her first

he had

He

this? She could still feel the Council trying to get in her head that afternoon. Their magic was intrusive, not at all like Mr Patrick’s. She would never have known Mr

sat on the bridge of his long nose, but his gaze was so sharp that she doubted he needed them. This was like a disguise, like some superhero stuff, only Mr Patrick would suck as a superhero. He seemed very interested in what she had been thinking about The Council. He wanted to know more. Or maybe he was one of them

tablet, opened the reading material provided from her Textiles class, and then gave him a pointed look that might as well have been a middle finger before she

hard to keep herself engaged in anything she read but she was finding it was necessary. Was there anyone else at this school who could do this? Was she projecting her secret thoughts

hour came, she had slowly started to spiral again. This place was too much

a word before you go,” Mr Patrick

as he put his books in his bag

why he was in detention? To watch her? She frowned as

the Blond One

he can

can wait one moment-

sorry, sir. He’s

the Council! Though she had been in there every night since the first day, she didn’t think she could trust him. In fact, she knew she couldn’t trust anyone at the academy after what had happened. She only had herself

had forgotten to keep her thoughts neutral. She

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things

“Miss Morgan-

at Mr Patrick. Had he been waiting