Sold To The Alpha Prince That Broke Me

Three

Chapter Three

I was dreading the next minutes, as few as they were. Thinking of being near him was threatening to me. The last time I was close to him, I did not like how his eyes looked, so much hatred oozing from them. It really is painful to watch.

“ All right then, hurry up”. Mrs Stroker rushes us and I rise from my seat, taking the one that is left near him. I try to move my chair closer so I could be nearer to him, like everyone was sitting face to face, but he instantly stops me.

“Don't you dare”, he threatens , and I freeze in place. “Stay where you are”, he adds,and my mind just freezes. But I quickly oblige. There is no use arguing with him. In fact, I would rather not even get into any kind of argument with him. If it was up to me, I would avoid him. But he seems to be everywhere. I share one class with him, but I swear I see him every single hour of the day. It's like he has his eye out for me, like he's just watching me and waiting for me to do something so he could expose me and, I do not know, maybe get me killed or something.

Maybe he is not happy that I was not killed as a child. I really have no idea what is up with him. But for now, I will try to be on his good books at least as much as I can be anyway. Because there is no way I'm anywhere near in his good books.

“Right. Here you go. And get closer you two!”. Misses stroker places a sheet of stacked papers that are stapled together and he immediately grabs it, giving me a glare before he starts reading through it. Barely even. He is flipping through the pages quickly and soon enough he puts it back on the table with a slam and passes it over to me. He does not even look at me after he does that and I pick up the paper, at least he's allowing me a chance to know what it is that we have been handed.

I go through the papers and I know that there's a lot to be done. I really am not looking forward to the next three weeks. I really do not want to be partners with him. We have chemistry almost every single weekday and really, I am not looking forward to being his lab partner at all.

“Alright, you both go through that and decide on roles. You know that is very important. You're going to need to fill out every single question in there because I need to know that you actually know what you are going to be doing in there. I need to know that I can leave you unsupervised. So make me proud” Mrs Stroker announces before she takes her seat and just continues to watch the class. Five minutes has never taken longer to elapse.

How is the bell Still not rung already?

“Listen to me. I do not give a s**t about what's in there. You know me. But I want to get an A at the end of this. Do you understand me? So here's what is going to happen. You do all the work and I will take the credit for it. I hope that is very clear to you.” He declares to me and I just nod my head.

“ I said, you understand me?” He asks with rage in his voice, startling me even. “Yes, my prince”, I say. Oh, I absolutely do not like when he raises his voice at me, I feel like everyone is listening in and they are just loving it. They seem to love when they get to watch it. I truly find it hard to believe that people could hate a person so much for something that they had absolutely nothing to do with. But I will have to believe it because it is happening to me.

“Good.” He finally responds before maintaining that intense gaze on me, making me feel anxious and even self conscious. What was he so interested in seeing anyway? The fear on my face?

I open my bag to search for my pen and at least start filling out some of the things that I already am confident about, but right in that moment, I see his hand reaching to my bag and opening it wider.

“Is that what I think it is? When do you think you're gonna get it cleaned, huh? You should not even be in this class. Maybe if you had done what I told you to do and go wash that jacket, I would not be forced to sit next to you right now. Do you know how much I hate being near you?” He asks me, and I really feel like everyone is hearing what he is saying, but they're just choosing not to look our way.

I sigh loudly before assuring him. “I will get it to Rebecca without the coffee stain before it is lunchtime. I promise you that”, I say to him, and he just leans back in his chair.

“Good. That better be the case,” he says.

Oh, and forget Rebecca. Who knows what you want to do to her now that your attempt to burn her with coffee has failed? You will be seeing me to drop it off.” He adds and I just nod along.

“ I will make this very simple, if this timer goes off and the jacket is not in my possession, you do not want to know what will happen to you.” He says, showing me clearly as he makes the aforementioned timer on his phone.

A lot of effort just for a lie Rebecca made up.

Soon enough the class is over. I really wish that that it had passed sooner, but that is not the case. Once the class is out, I am more than glad to see that Stella is already waiting outside for me. I sigh loudly.

“ You have no idea. That was the worst chemistry class that I have ever had,” I say to her, and I see her brows fall in confusion.

“What happened?” She asks me, and I just sigh even louder.

“ I have to be lab partners with Brock Pierce for the next three weeks, and I know that seems like nothing, but I'm not looking forward to it.” I say to her as she ushers me to the room where the magic is supposed to happen, where she is supposed to save me from this nightmare and help me get the jacket cleaned.

We get to the laundry room and she starts working her magic, and soon enough the jacket is in the washing machine and we are just waiting so we could take it to the dryer.

“So how come you do not want to talk about tomorrow? Do you know how excited I was the day before my birthday? I made sure that I would look absolutely amazing. Well, at least as much as I could. And I want that for you. I want that for you. So tomorrow I'm helping you choose an outfit,” she says to me, and I just shake my head.

“ There is nothing to look forward to about tomorrow. Really what could there be to be happy about? Finding out that there's just going to be yet another reason for me to hate myself? What if I get rejected? Do you really think there's anyone in this pack who wants to be a mate to me?” I ask Stella, and she shrugs.

“Well, what would be horrible is if you are mated to someone of low rank, but you have royal blood in you and that usually helps the case. Maybe you could be mated to one of the Pierce brothers. You know how it's a dream for every girl in school and it's a nightmare that they both do not know who their mate is. Or maybe it's the eldest one that is your mate”, she says, and I just shake my head no,

“that is not going to happen. I'm going to try my hardest to avoid finding my mate”, I say to Stella, and she shakes her head yet again.

“ No, you are not going to do such a thing. You are going to make sure that you look dazzling and you are going to walk out with a royal. I see it coming. I am predicting the future”, she says to me, and I really wish she would understand what it is like to be me being known as the forbidden child that should have been killed as soon as they were born had it not been for the mercy of her mother's mate. That's all that I was known for and everyone hated me for it. Everyone always thought that I had some kind of curse that trails with me, that I bring bad luck because everyone seems to blame me whenever things go wrong, and I really do not want another person making me feel inferior because they are my mate.