The Alpha's Shy Mate

12. Tuesday Morning

Jordan's POV

I'm such an idiot. Why do I always act like a weirdo when I'm around Avery? Why is it that it's so hard to say anything around the one girl I want? Avery probably thought I was such a freak when I told her she could walk into me whenever she wants. Seriously, what kind of a creep says that? Me, apparently. And, when I slung my arm around her shoulders? I just wanted to feel her closer but she probably felt extremely uncomfortable. But she would've had to have felt those sparks, right? Cause if we're mates, then both of us should feel them, werewolf or not. These thoughts consume me as I lean back in my bed, with my hands, around the back of my head.

My main concern is that Aubrey will spill the whole mate thing to Avery. She gave me a weird look when I walked Avery back to her room so I'm pretty sure she knows that Avery's my mate. She is a talker so I just hope that her mind will be switched on whenever she talks to Avery.

Luke is in his bed, softly snoring, whereas I'm wide awake, just like that first night when she arrived. My covers are half on my bed and half dangling on the floor, as I feel too hot, like normal. My chest is bare and I just wear some random shorts which I always wear to bed. I sit in bed for a little longer before finally going to sleep.

I wake up to some kind of annoying racket going on in my room. My eyes slowly peel open, revealing a frazzled Luke. He seems really stressed and I really hate him right now for waking me up.

"What the hell are you doing?" I say, dragging my hand over one eye. He turns to me and his expression changes.

"Oh, sorry" he mutters. He tries to run into the bathroom but ends up slipping on some piece of clothing and crashing straight into the ground. I don't even register what happened but laugh anyway.

"Why are you in such a hurry? And why is it so dark?" I ask, still half asleep.

"I-I gotta go" he says, standing up from the ground.

"Oh, ok" I say and my eyes close again.

"Jordan? Jordan, get the hell up!" I hear a voice say and then a sharp nudge in the shoulder. I block out the noise and bury my face in my pillow.

"Fuck off" I mutter into my pillow. My only wish is to just sleep for a little longer. Now something flies and hits my neck. This person doesn't know what's coming for them. I lift my head up and grab the shoe that fell off me and landed next to my head.

"Do you not understand the meaning of fuck off?" I half shout at a nervous looking Luke by the front door.

"Sorry Jordan but we're gonna be late for classes" he exclaims. I look at the clock next to my bed and-holy shit it's 10:54! Fuck, we have classes at 11. I stumble out of bed and put on some random jeans that we're on the floor as well as a red hoodie, not bothering to wear a t-shirt underneath. I pull on two different socks and grab my Nike's. Luke watches my extremely quick change and has his mouth open and stares, probably as shocked as I am at getting ready so quickly.

"Ok, lets go" I say, grabbing my backpack off the chair near the door. We leave our room and head towards the elevators. Just as it reaches the ground floor, I remember what happened in the night.

"Hey, where did you go last night?" I ask Luke. He fidgets and subconsciously lifts and arm to scratch the back of his neck.

"Uh, nowhere just well, you know-" he blabbers.

"Cut the shit. Where did you go?" I demand and pull out all the authority within me. It actually sounds quite intimidating and I manage to hold in a smirk at the result. Luke's eyes dart downwards as he responds.

"Sorry, I went to go see Aubrey" he replies quietly. Oh, that explains a lot.

"Ok cool what room are we in today?" I ask him, trying to make the conversation more casual. Luke seems grateful for that.

"63" he says as we walk through the crowded hallways. Most people simply avoid us and seem to move out of our way which is good for us. Something goes off in my head and I immediately remember that I have the same class as Avery. A smile instantly spreads across my face and just at the thought of Avery my mood brightens up. We enter the room and sit in seats near each other. I put my backpack on the seat next to me as I lean back in my chair and wait for the rest of the class to arrive. Eyeing the doorway for Avery, I spot Tyler walk in, sucking a girls face off before entering the classroom. He heads towards us and sits behind me.

"Morning guys" Tyler says chirpily as he places some textbooks on his desks.

"What's with you? Did you get laid last night or something?" I say to him. He nods smugly and I roll my eyes at him. Man, when he finds his mate, he'll be in real trouble.

"Cassandra I think her name was. Or was it Nicole? Anyway whoever she was, it was good" he says. I feel disgusted at Tyler's player ways and look out the window displaying the rest of campus. I notice that many more people fill the room and soon there's only the spot that I put my backpack on that's free. I see people eye the spot suspiciously but no one questions me about it and quickly find another spot to sit at. 

Hey guys! Thanks for reading. Sorry some chapters might seem boring but they're just fillers. Don't worry, I've got some interesting events coming up soon!

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