Howl With Me

Chapter 3

Anna's POV:

Just when his blazing blue eyes met my boring, deadly dark brown eyes something awfully weird yet amazing started to rise up my stomach. This feeling felt incredible but soon it dreadfully vanished away when the thought of blue eyes crawled up my head.

Last time when I met those familiar blue eyes, I ran away in fear and these ones looked like the exact same, expect for a hint of sparkle was unhappily gone however its rushed immediately.

I was too lost in my alluring thoughts that I couldn't sense someone mightily shaking my shoulders with force. Snapping out of my thoughts, I looked back at the new girl I just have lately met.

For some terrible reason I didn't like talking to her-maybe because the last time I spoke with a girl was two long, deep years back.

"That's Mr Hottie Williams." She whispered lowly, trying to keep her voice hidden as possible.

I flicked my eyebrows together in continuous laces of confusions thrashing in my mind.

The loud voices were immediately gone silence when he stepped inside the classroom calmly, at every move he made he stared at me like I was immortal.

Just when I thought he would head to the desk only then he slowly started to walk towards me. His eyes directly speaking to me.

"Omg he is coming to you." Assured Amanda. She was low most probably because she was terrified but I could still hear her.

My heart started to beat faster than ever and every time it skipped a beat my eyes slowly started to dilate innocently.

Not even a muscle moved from my face, I was paralysed under his eyes, I continue to stare whilst he stares back at me but this time he seemed surprised.

Coming closer, he places his hand on the table, our eyes never leaving, he steadily kneels down to me.

"What your name?" He questioned, desperately wanting to know the answer. I can see the hunger from his eyes however I am to nervous to reply back so simply I slap my lips in a thin line.

My lips gently touch each other but I don't dare to say a word, he starts to get concerned from my silent treatment but that all whips away when Amanda breaks the awkward silence restlessly building up in this classroom.

"Anna is her name. She is new and also a-human. She doesn't talks much, alpha." Amanda replies back, slightly frightened by him.

While telling she never looked in his eyes instead she looked down like she wasn't allowed to look at him.

"That's fine. Meet me after class, Anna." He said before ripping his eyes away from me and silently approaching his desk. Closing my eyes, I sigh heavily.

Who is he? The question lurks around my head but I guess I can only figure it out when after the class.

"Since you all know me there is no need for introduction or what so ever." He speaks loudly, peacefully he sits on the table.

"Yes, alpha." Everyone replies back together. Their voices are loud enough to pierce a hole through my ear however I don't reply back instead I just drop my head down.

"Great, now onto the class...." He trails off jumping down from the table and moving towards the board. I straightened my back with excitement as I carefully listen to him.

Firmly the loud sound of bell vigorously reaches my ear, I squint with sudden voices of people rushing out of the classroom, leaving me alone with the teacher. Amanda gives a light pat on my back and waves me before leaving.

I gulp and steadily get up from my seat. Holding a book in my left hand, I carefully walk to his desk.

He is busy in something I have no idea about but at the second he looks up to find me, he instantly leaves the laptop, merrily giving his all attention to me.

"Sit." He orders softly, pointing to the chair that stood motionlessly next to his desk. I bit my bottom lip and sit down on the seat, placing my book on my lap and my hands above it, instead of looking at him I stare at the ground nervously.

"Look up, Anna." He whispered. Not following his orders his rough hand approaches my face, gently he places his fingers on my chin and pull it up. And then suddenly once again our eyes met.

"You look beautiful, I could stare you for the entire day." He said, tucking a piece of my hair behind.

I was left completely confused, his actions and his words seemed like we have met before but whenever I go back all I see it darkness invading me.

"Sir, this is wrong. If there is anything else expect for this then can I leave. I have to attend my other classes." I said quietly, moving his hand away from my face, I once again gazed down at the wooden floor.

"Whatever! You aren't going anywhere. Pfft, I own this school. So just sit straight and let me look at you." He rolled his eyes impatiently.

The next move horrifies me. Hurriedly, he moves towards me, so close that I could feel his body next to mine. Getting really uncomfortable I made an attempt to get up but he simply pulls me down.

"I am not letting you run again." He dragged me back to my chair.

"Please, this is inappropriate." I beg, his hand never leaving my wrist. I have no idea why I am not fighting or kicking him like normally what I do when rapists come near but this time I felt weak and tired, not wanting to ever fight.

"You are my mate, nothing is inappropriate." He growls, completely denying the fact that he is my teacher and this isn't supposed to ever happen.

"Can you please leave my hand." I whimper when his fingers violently move across those open cuts I carved them a few days ago.

He doesn't instead he immediately notices my flinch from his touch and then he says something that leaves me confused forever.

"Don't you-you still f*****g cut!" He growls angrily.