Chapter 330


    330-The Boy From The Ind


    “Wow! This room is spacious. Of course, it is. Silly me! It is a room for Alphas, their mates, and even a


    hybrid Luna Queen.” Moana hadn’t shut up from the moment she walked into our room. Everybody was


    a bit sad because that was a re minder that Zander was gone and it hurt Christina. But they still


    managed to wee Moana. I, however, didn’t even want to speak to her.


    She was far too upbeat and optimistic. What if Thiago findsfort in her? “Ah! A hybrid,” she then


    looked my way and smiled, “I am such a huge fan of yours.” Her words made me put up a fake smile


    for her.


    I have been sitting in my bed, looking super salty. I am sure others noticed it because they kept saying


    they smelled jealousy in the air in the group chat we had created.


    “How did you manage to survive here?” she snickered, looking all impressed and passing smiles.


    “Thanks to my mates,” I said, not wanting to discuss any thing with her.


    “Oh yeah! They are all your mates, right?” she asked, and I shook my head.


    “Maynard is Christina’s mate.” I looked at Christina, who smiled awkwardly. It must be so hard for her to


    hear every time somebody meets us.


    “Ah! You are the girl who killed her brother, right? Why? Was he the monster?” Moana turned to


    Christina and her questions ruined the environment instantly. Up till now, she was super sweet, but we


    could still tell she was a gossiper.


    “I need some air.” Christina didn’t want to talk about it,


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    330-The Roy From The Ind


    and I don’t me her. The moment Christina left the room, everybody turned to re at Moana.


    “What? Did I ask something wrong?” She bit her tongue, squeezing her shoulders together and looking


    timid.


    “I am sorry if I did,” she apologized to Maynard, who didn’ t respond to her and ran after Christina. Now


    that there were only us four, I noticed how she was constantly looking at Thia go.


    “You wear contact lenses?” The moment she hunched down in front of Thiago, we all held our breaths.


    Ever since his one eye changed color, he had been wearing grey lenses to hide his true identity. But


    now that a stranger has entered our room, I’m afraid Thiago will spend the night here, but he doesn’t


    have a choice. He had spent way too many nights out side, and now he was asked to stay in as he had


    wasted all his chances of spending nights out of the academy.


    “Why? Do you wanna gossip about that too?” |ment ed to get her attention. She straightened her


    back and looked my way silently for a moment before she smiled again.


    “No! I was just asking. Anyway, I will go eat something. Would anyone want to join me?” She pped


    her hands, sounding super fake, and then left the room once nobody ac cepted her offer.


    The awkward silence among us was hurtful. We used to be so happy together, and now it’s all gone.


    “I will go get you food,” Lazlo reckoned. I needed some time alone with Thiago, from the way I was


    constantly looking at him. I did. And I wanted to speak to him and ask him why he had been ignoring


    me.


    The moment Lazlo left, I got up from my bed and faced Thiago. He was ying a game on his face to


    keep himself oc cupied while I stood in his face like a stubborn hybrid.


    “What is going on? Why do you ignore me now?” I asked, waiting for him to respond, but he barely


    looked my way.


    “She was flirting with you, wasn’t she? Why didn’t you tell me you had saved someone?” I was


    bombarding him with all those questions that I thought might make him respond to me, but the silence


    was all he was giving me, and it broke my heart.


    “Do you hate me now?” The power in my voice withered away when asking him that question, “Do you


    me me for your condition?” I whispered, fidgeting with my fingers and fighting the tears in my eyes.


    He finally stopped ying the game and raised his face to look at me.


    “Why would you think that?” he asked. The way he looked so hurt was such a relief. It proved he wasn’t


    over me yet.


    “Because you are ignoring me. If you were going to avoid me, you shouldn’t have sacrificed so much. I


    wanted Thiago, not this Lycan who is so dismissive of my feelings.” I couldn’t hold the tears in


    anymore. A big tear left my eye and cleared my vision for a moment before the other appeared.


    “I don’t regret anything, Enya. It is just that


    you need to understand—-I am a lost cause now. You trying to stick with me is only going to hurt you


    when you see me leave. You need to get over me and move on while I am alive and kicking, because


    the instant I turn into my full form; I want one of you to end me before I end somebody.” The way he


    spoke of all that without thinking twice broke my heart. I was staring at


    him with my mouth hung low and my eyes streaming tears. How could he say all that in such a cold


    tone?


    “You are so cold,” I whispered. “How could you say that to me?” Just the thought of him dying had me


    shaken up. He de serves credit for believing he can say whatever he wants and I will not be affected by


    it.


    “You have already found that one mate you are happy with. You don’t need to be shared anymore. Just


    stick with him. He will keep you safe and happy just the way you will keep him safe and happy,” Thiago


    stated, looking down so that I could not see his eyes.


    “And you want me to move on from you? Is that what you want?” I felt my heart missing beats,


    watching him nod faintly at me.


    “Enya! It’s not long until I’m gone. You need to get used to my absence.” He must have cried all those


    nights when he was away from us because he didn’t even stutter when asking me to get used to him


    not being around me.


    “I wish I had never epted Zander on that ind. After that, you didn’t look at me the same way.” I felt


    like saying gibberish, ming anything but his Lycan. And that was when something struck me.


    “Wait! Ind!” | turned to look at Thiago, “Tha——” | paused when he narrowed his eyes at me.


    “What? Tell me what is wrong?” Him being protective of me, let go of the cold expression in an instant.


    “Nothing,” I said, “You don’t want me around, so I will just do that,” I said, and he shook his head at me


    to warn me, but I


    walked out of the room in a hurry.


    ‘Nia! That Boy Walsh is the same guy who took our blood on that ind,’I hesitantly reminded her of


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