Immortal Mate: The Roma Academy

Chapter 3

-Diana’s POV-

"You are naked!" He says with urgency.

I look down at myself. “Oh... sorry. Just took a shower.” I say and smile.

I get it. This is not normal for someone to do but this does not embarrass me. We were all born naked and no one should be embarrassed or ashamed of showing their body. I am more confused about his reaction because he is a werewolf and I am sure that he is used to the nakedness that comes with it all.

Marco blinks a couple of times still shocked.

“Th-this... is for you. You said your luggage got lost...” He says and looks away.

I look at the clothes in his hands.

This is so sweet. He actually paid attention.

As I am about to take it, his eyes go to me almost as if he was peeking. They go up and down my body and then he looks away again. I can see him swallowing like he was nervous which is kind of fun to see since he seemed like he was serious and well put together before. As if nothing could shake him up.

“Thank you.” I say, taking the clothes from his hands.

For a few seconds, he doesn’t move, almost like he is stunned in place.

I smile. “Like what you see?”

I don’t know why, I felt like teasing him. I felt like that was what he needed at that moment.

He grunts and walks away, making me giggle.

I watch him leave, thinking...What an alluring man. There is something about him that really draws me in and the fact that he is so handsome adds to it.

One thing I pride myself on is being able to read people's hearts. A skill I acquired during my immortal life. I am sure that anyone who has lived as long as I have could hone this skill too.

And what I see is that Marco is a good man. That saying “having a heart of gold” can definitely be applied to him. I can also see that he seems so sad. I mean, he doesn’t show it on his face but his eyes tell me. I know that kind of sadness. Our circumstances may be different but, in a way, it feels the same.

The way he acted and treated me when we first met tells me that he is trying to push new people away. He is choosing to be alone. I also chose solitude for my own reasons but living a hermit life is a lonely one and this man is too good to have such a lonely existence.

Still naked, I look to each side of the quiet and lonely hall of the school.

"What secrets does this place and the people in it hold?" I whisper.

There is much for me to learn, but right now, I am naked and tired.

I close the door, put on what Marco brought me, and go to bed. I lie there at first unable to sleep as it is an unfamiliar space but Mother's light brings me comfort and soon I am deep in sleep.

-Marco's POV-

What the hell was that?!

I knew it! I knew it the moment she walked in through my office wearing that shirt. She is a crazy one and she is going to fit in perfectly here.

My thoughts betray me again when I envision her naked body.

"Uh!" I slap my hands on the desk and lean back on my chair, looking at the ceiling.

I take in a deep breath and close my eyes. Sadness starts to well up in my chest. I almost jump out of my chair when I decide to start opening the drawers of my desk.

"Where the hell is it? I need it!" I search for the bottle of tequila that I was looking for before Diana walked in.

"Diana... That's a pretty name." I mutter as my search continues.

("Can't you smell for it?") I ask Siegfried, my wolf.

("No. I couldn't even smell s**t right now even if we were covered in it. My senses are rotten, just like yours because of that toxic s**t you keep powring down your throat.") He says.

That is what happens when a werewolf takes to drinking. When their body gets used to the booze, all it does is dull our senses, and in a way it numbs things. I guess the same thing happens to humans so it's a normal reaction to it. It just takes a lot more to affect a werewolf.

("It's better than feeling.") I whisper.

I have lost a lot already and I am tired of losing people I care about. I didn't love Charlotte, but I could have. I cared about her deeply and we had a bond. She trusted me and I trusted her. What little time we had together was great and she did not deserve to go the way she did.

Then we lost Amy. She is not officially dead but... it almost feels like she is. I never had any kids but... she felt like a daughter. When she first started here, she looked up to me for guidance and help and trusted me like one would trust a father. I was sure to never betray that trust. She was a good kid.

And then... then there is the pain of the love I lost a long time ago. My mate. The woman I loved with everything that I had. Peggy. I was supposed to protect her and I didn't but I have forgiven myself for that. I had learned to accept what happened and to try and find happiness because that is what she would have wanted me to do. But then all that has happened in the last few months has reopened some of those wounds. And all of this pain together it just feels like it's crushing me. I don't want to lose anymore and I don't want to feel the loss that is already there either.

"Aha!" I finally find the bottle under the desk. It must have rolled down there at some point.

("Great...") Siegfried says with sarcasm.

"Great indeed. Now we'll be able to finally sleep."

I take the bottle to my room and drink all night until I pass out.

My morning alarm wakes me up. It is too loud and so—like I have done the last couple of weeks—I hit the clock. It goes flying into the wall and smashes into little pieces.

I grunt.

I sit up at the edge of my bed.

I am tired. I feel less motivated with every day that passes.

With a sigh, I get up. I shower to get the stink from last night off of me. Usually, my showers are quick and I am about to get out of this one but then an intrusive vision invades my mind.

Diana...

"Shit..."

("Yeah... shit...") Siegfried repeats.

I look down and my ship is already ready to sail.

This hasn't happened since Charlotte... but it's just lust.

"Mmh..." I moan thinking back to Diana.

Her breasts were... so perfect.

("Yeah... her skin looked like it was almost glowing.") Seigfried says.

"Mmh... yeah. Perfect skin, perfect waist, perfect hips, perfect...mmh..."

My eyes go further down the image of her in my head. I bite my lips.

A very beautiful woman. I don't think I have ever seen someone like her with the aura that she has. There is something about her that makes her feel almost out of reach.

With these thoughts, I can't help it. I end up relieving myself with the image that I have stuck in my head of her since last night. Hopefully, this will get it out of my system and I won't be distracted today when I see her.

I feel just a bit more relaxed when I get to my office and start my day. Of course, every day it starts with madness.

The moment my ass touches the chair, the door opens with a slam.

"I CAN'T DO IT!" Cole rushes in, shouting but I am taken by surprise when I look at him. He has a d**k drawn on his cheek. The tip of it goes to his mouth and there are also drops that come from the head in the direction of Coles's mouth.

"Uhm..."

"IT IS PERMANENT MARKER!" He growls out.

I know he is not growling at me, he's just pissed.

"Garnet... I assume?"

"Who else!? She creeps into my room before I go to bed and waits there like a Spycho!"

I sigh. "Garnet?" I wait for a few seconds. "Garnet, I know you are here!"

"Fiiiine! I am!" Garnet says.

I look in the direction of where her voice comes from.

"Enough is enough, Garnet. You've had your fun with this whole invisible thing but you need to stop terrorizing Cole and the others."

"I am not invisible by choise! I can't change baaack!" She makes a crying sound.

"That's no excuse!"

I look at Cole. "Go try alcohol. See if that gets it off."

"Grrrrrr!" He stomps his way out and closes the door, ensuring that Garnet does not follow him. But I know she is still in the room because I can hear her giggle.

Fairies really are mischievous. It's in their nature and that is why I can't completely be angry with her but I'll be damn if I let another fairy into this school. That's why I was so apprehensive with Diana but she seems to be different...or at least I hope.

"Garnet, you need to stop. Do you hear me? I've been getting complaints from students and even teachers who think the school is haunted."

She starts laughing.

"Garnet!..." I give her my deep tone as a warning.

"What else am I supposed to do then? No one can see me! Do you know how bored I am?!"

"Garnet!"

"Uh! Fine, I'll ease up on Cole..."

"That is not what I am aski-"

"Bye!" She cust me off as the door opens and closes.

I take in a deep breath trying not to stress out.

It's only morning and I don't need this right now.

I look at the stack of paper on my desk. I really have no will to go through any of it.

"I need a vacation." I whisper.

Three knocks come through my door which confuse me since everyone always just barges in.

"Come in?"

Diana pokes her head in and there it is. Her naked glorious image pops right into my head.

Damn it...

"Come on in." I say.

She wears the jeans and shirt I gave her last night.

She walks in but I find it strange when she stares at the floor as if there was something there leading from my desk to the door, but I see nothing there.

She sits on the chair in front of my desk and I am about to talk to her about getting new clothes but something just keeps bothering me.

"How old are you exactly?"

"I... I am twenty-five." She says but I could see the hesitation.

This will not do for me. If this girl is lying and she is as young as she looks, I might have done something bad in that shower.

"Let me see your ID." I say.

"I don't have one?"

Yeah...this girl is lying about her age.

Shit!

"How do you not have an ID?" I ask.

"I... my stuff got stolen, remember?"

"Stolen? You said you lost your luggage." I narrow my eyes at her.

"Well yeah, I mean... I left it by accident somewhere cause I am a clutz and then I couldn't remember where I had left it so it was lost but when I finally got back to it, it was gone so... it was... stolen." She gives me a big smile.

Makes no sense yet... I guess it could have happened. If Garnte was not being so much trouble right now, I'd ask her to help since she can sense when someone is lying.

This girl is... odd.

I sigh.

I knew it and I'll say it again. She is going to be more chaos.