The week Liza had to stay in bed went by in a flash. I didn’t go to school so I could spend all my time with her and it was the best week of my life. I really got to know my mate and learn who she was as a person.
She told me a bit more about her life and it shocked me that she lived through so much pain and suffering. She was the bravest and strongest person I know, and I had no doubt in my mind that she'd be the perfect Luna when the time came.
The only problem I had with spending so much time with her was that my urge to mark her grew stronger and stronger. My wolf was constantly begging me to do it and it was driving me crazy.
But she didn't even know about the wolf world yet. What if it scared her away and she rejected me? I couldn't handle losing her after getting to know her, it would kill me.
But I guess it was a chance I had to be willing to take. I wouldn't know the outcome until I told her the truth.
I looked down at my beautiful mate and brushed her hair off of her forehead. I loved to say awake and watch her sleep, she looked so peaceful and happy, like the things she had been through didn't exist when she was asleep.
Her eyes fluttered open and instantly found me, and I grinned at the shy little smile on her face.
“Go to sleep.” She playfully ordered, she was the only one, other than my parents, that could do that. No one else would bother trying to boss the future alpha around.
“But I like watching you sleep.” I pouted.
She just laughed and rolled over, expecting me to do as she said.
I longed to kiss her perfect pink lips before going to sleep but I knew I couldn't. We weren't a couple yet. And as much as I wanted her to be mine, I had to take it slow with her. I had to gain her trust and prove to her that I really did care.
And that wasn't going to be easy. Liza didn't trust easily, which I understood and respected, but it was going to make things difficult.
As I gazed at her small back I couldn’t stand being so far away from her, even though she was just inches away, so I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, inhaling her intoxicating scent.
And just like every night, I whispered “I love you” even though she wouldn't hear it.
I groaned when the alarm clock went off. I didn’t want to get up. It was our first day back at school and I dreaded seeing all those people.
Asher took the whole week off to be with me, and I was completely shocked that he actually wanted to spend that much time with me. But I wasn't going to complain about it. I loved having him around, he was so protective and caring, and I couldn't help but imagine our friendship growing into something more.
I liked Ash, a lot. I could almost say I loved him but that seemed too wrong. We didn't even have any romance going on between us, and I'd only known him for not even two weeks, so I couldn't love him yet. Right?
I felt a hand on my cheek, followed by the tingles I felt every time Ash touched me. I’d never felt anything like it and it always brought my mood up.
Maybe we were meant to be together.
Okay now I was just getting creepy.
I was brought back to reality when Asher said “Get up lazy bones! We have school today.”
I just groaned in response. I'd see Madison if I went back to school, and I didn't even want to think about what would happen.
Asher got up and was in the doorway of the bathroom when he said “By the way, I switched my classes so now I have the same schedule as you.”
Then, before I could respond, he quickly shut the door.
I just sat on the bed, my mouth hanging open, completely speechless. I couldn't believe he did that. A part of me was jumping with joy because I would get to spend more time with him, but another part of me was furious. I didn't need him to watch over me all the time, I could handle myself.
To distract myself I walked over to the walk in closet and opened the doors. At some point during the week someone stocked the closet full of clothes my size, but I had no idea who's they were or where they came from.
I quickly pulled on a pair of black leggings and a red hoodie. Then paired the outfit with dirty old white sneakers.
Once I was ready I exited the closet and returned to the bed until Asher was done in the bathroom.
A minute later the bathroom door opened and Asher walked out in only a towel.
I tried not to stare at his tones body as I walked past him and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me without a word.
I wasn't happy with him changing his class schedule and I needed a little more time alone before I could face him.
The drive to school was awkward. I still hadn't said a word to Asher and he quickly caught onto my mood so he didn't try to say anything either.
I appreciated that he left me alone, and by the time we got to school I wasn't really mad at him anymore. Maybe he just changed his schedule so I had a familiar face in all my classes.
Once the car was parked Asher got out and rushed to my side side so he could open the door for me. What a gentlemen.
"Thank you." I muttered as I stepped out of the car, sending him a small smile so he knew I wasn't upset anymore.
He smiled brightly back at me, his eyes dancing with joy, and without hesitation he took my hand in his and led me towards the school.
We turned a lot of heads and gave everyone something to whisper about as we walked through the doors, but it didn’t bother me, and it didn’t seem to bother Ash either.
I could tell everyone was confused that Asher and I were back, and holding hands, after a week of not being around.
And to be honest, I was confused too. I didn't know what we were, but I didn't want to ask Asher about it and make things awkward.
We were just about to walk into class when someone grabbed my hair and yanked me back, taking Asher with me since I was holding his hand.
I knew who the culprit was before I even turned around to look at them.
“You little whore. Why didn’t you come home?” Madison demanded, towering over me in a way that would usually intimidate me.
But for some reason she didn't scare me anymore. It was like any power she had over me was gone, probably because I knew I didn't have to worry about Jason abusing me for making her mad.
“None of your business.” I replied, taking us both by surprise. Before today I would have never said something like that to her.
“You know we can call the cops and they'll make you come back.” She sneered, catching on to the fact that I wasn't scared.
I shook my head, “Not if I tell them what Jason did.”
For a second Madison actually looked scared. Good. And then, when she couldn't come up with a reply, she turned on her heels and stomped away.
By the time she was out of eyesight I was breathing hard. I couldn't believe I finally stood up to her.
Asher squeezed my hand, distracting me from what just happened.
"Are you okay?” He asked, his eyes wide with concern as they searched my face.
“Never been better.” I answered, smiling up at him.
Satisfied with my answer, we continued on our way to class and once we walked into the room Becca came barreling towards us, almost knocking me over when she pulled me into a hug.
“I missed you so much! Asher wouldn’t let anyone in you room but him and the doctor.” She whined, sending a playful glare at Asher.
“Well I’m here now. So what have I missed?” I told her as the three of us took a seat at the back of the room.
And that’s how the whole class went, listening to Becca gossip about everything that happened in the last week.
I was only half listening though because my mind was on Asher. What were we? We weren’t together, but we slept in the same bed and held hands.
Maybe he only saw me as a friend and he was like this with lots of girls.
I mean, he would've asked me out if he was interested in me, right?
I shook my head, this was just too confusing right now and I needed to pay attention if I wanted to pass the class.
It was finally lunch time and I was really excited to be done with classes for and hour. But then I remembered that I would probably meet all of Asher’s friends.
During second period he told me he wanted to introduce me to some people and I agreed without really thinking about it.
I was regretting it now though. I wasn't good at meeting new people since I was a pretty shy person. I always got a little uncomfortable around people I didn't know which made me quiet. I didn't really open up to people until I was used to them.
Ash gave my hand a comforting squeeze as we entered the cafeteria, and then led me to his lunch table. There was no turning back now, I was about to meet his friends and there was nothing I could do about it.
What if they hated me?
When we arrived at the table everyone’s head snapped up to look at us and I blushed bright red.
“Guys I’d like you to meet my friend Liza.” He introduced, putting emphasis on the word friend.
“You two don’t look like friends.” A tall dark haired guy teased.
“Oh trust me, they’re just friends.” Said another guy, only this one was even taller, with blonde hair.
“Guys.” Asher warned, and to my surprise everyone actually shut up.
He sat down beside the blonde one and pulled me down beside him, scooting my chair closer. I was sure to everyone else it looked like we were more than friends, we were never apart and usually so close to each other we were almost touching. Our actions said one thing but the facts said something else.
“I’m Jay, by the way.” The blonde one spoke up, sending a sly wink my way.
And before I could reply everyone else was introducing themselves. The dark haired one that teased Asher and I was Tyler, and the guy beside him was Taylor his twin brother.
Sitting across from me were two guys named Jared and Scott, and they were the only ones out of the group that had girlfriends.
The blonde girl beside Jared was Lucy, and the brunette beside Scott was Darla. They were both extremely gorgeous and made me feel like the ugly duckling compared to them, but they seemed nice so I wouldn't hold it against them.
For the entirety of lunch everyone talked and joked around, and by the end of the hour was I joining in. These people were really easy to get comfortable with, Asher picked good friends.
The only thing that would've made it better was if Becca was sitting with us. But she usually sat with a different group of people.