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?

she’d had many inappropriate thoughts. Like the ones she was trying not to think of now, actually. And if

he had

He

bore him with thoughts about textiles. What was it with these people thinking it was okay to just invade someone’s privacy like 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 Patrick was listening in if he hadn’t given himself away. Maybe they needed him on the Council to do

up at Mr Patrick and saw him staring at her. His glasses still 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

from her Textiles class, and then gave

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 everywhere for anybody

had slowly started to spiral again. This place was too much for her. She needed to watch

word before you go,”

put his books in his bag and walked to

in detention? To watch her? She frowned as she looked at Mr Patrick but kept

looked at the Blond

he can wait

can wait one moment-

sorry, sir. He’s

every night since the first day, she didn’t think she could trust him. In fact,

had forgotten to keep her thoughts neutral. She quickly

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“Miss Morgan-

door opened, and Ezekiel stood there, looking at Mr Patrick. Had he been waiting