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?

had thought anything 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 detention had

thoughts that he

He

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

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

provided from her Textiles class, and then gave him a pointed look that might as well have been a

was 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

This place was too much for her. She needed to watch what

a word before you go,”

Blond One said as he put his books in his bag

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

looked at the Blond One and then

sure he can wait

can wait one moment-

sorry, sir. He’s already

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

and she realised she had forgotten to

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things

“Miss Morgan-

there, looking at Mr Patrick. Had he been waiting right outside the door to