Chapter 18: Confrontations
Jules' pov
I could barely focus on the questions I was currently staring at. A few hours into today's class, the Physics teacher had announced a revision test, one which had almost everyone groaning in protest.
I didn't understand a thing the more I stared down at the questions and I began to wonder just how this was even supposed to benefit students in the first place. Back at my old school, aside from everything concerning magic, we were taught English language, literature, and the likes related to it...and that was all. This is something completely foreign to me, which is why after trying my best to come up with answers to the test, I ended up giving up.
I chewed on my pen while absent mindedly glancing around and in no time, my mind returned back to the party last night and the entire thing that had gone down in it.
That particular image of Blaze was yet to leave my mind like I had predicted. We had only locked gazes for about a few seconds but I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to forget the glint in his dark eyes.
After I closed the door on those four people huddled together on the bed stark naked, who had invited me to join them, I had gone back to the arena where the party was going on and had come in contact with Josh. Relief had flooded me almost immediately and I made sure to cling to him as he put a call through to Taylor.
As Josh called Taylor, he kept peering down at me and once he was done with the call, he asked if I was alright, probably because he could see how worked up I was from the look on my face.
When Taylor finally arrived, he looked quite disheveled as he bounced towards us. His hair was scattered and his lips were swollen, there were a few marks dusted over his neck as well, and he smelled so much of a werewolf.
Of an alpha.