~17~-Heir of Luna- Ringdom

Although Drakos declared that he would not take any it further he did insist on me sharing his bed. I slept wrapped in his arms and it was the best slumber I had ever had. We both knew that tomorrow loomed and he would be heading back to the warrior camps. It worried me of course, I was unsure of what to expect. We were newly bonded and have not yet had s*x. I was aware that it could cause issues between us. Jealousy and fierce possessiveness will drive us both crazy.

I stir as a soft pair of lips brush against my cheek. They are gone as quick as they came and I settle back to sleep.

The next morning I wake up and find that I am alone. The other side of the bed is cold, meaning Drakos got up a while ago. I guess he has a lot to sort out before heading back today.

I shuffle out of bed and open the door to go back to my own room. I bump into someone and look up to see Josiah.

“Erm hi,” I mumble and continue shuffling around him.

“Hi,” he mumbles back and looks at me confused. “I thought you would have been downstairs already.”

I reach my door and open it before looking back at Josiah, “why? It’s still early.”

He shrugs, “I just thought you would have wanted to see Drake off.”

I pause and look at him confused, “he left already?”

Josiah now looks even more uncomfortable and glances down the hall. “He left thirty minutes ago. You didn’t know?”

“No.” I step into my room and close the door behind me.

He left without waking me or saying goodbye.

Walking through the corridor at school is so bizarre now. Everyone turns to stare at me, some even dipping their heads in respect.

I ignore them all.

None of these people give two shits about me, they only respect the ‘title’.

I reach my locker and open it before shoving my bag inside. My sigh is deep as I stare inside my locker.

Why did Drakos not say goodbye to me this morning? He has not even text or called me either. He had better not be entertaining other girls whilst he is away.

“Hey,” a hand lands on my shoulder and I jump in surprise. “Just take a breath Cleo.” Josiah stands beside me and I finally look toward him. He demonstrates a slow breath so I copy him. As I relax I realise my fist is curled tight on the locker door. I slowly release my grip and wince at the indent of my fingers now there.

Josiah chuckles, “we better partner you with myself for training. That strength is crazy.”

I smile at him but it is half assed and falls after a second.

He hesitates a moment before pulling me toward him and into a hug. I allow it, the comfort oddly soothing. I wrap my arms behind his back and rest my head against his chest.

“It is only eight weeks right,” Josiah says softly. “We can make it eight weeks.”

“We?” My voice is quiet, sad.

“We,” Izzy confirms from behind me and joins the hug. “Let’s stick together.”

Izzy and I sit at the front in our next class and Ricky comes tumbling through the door a second later. He drops into the seat on the next table to us.

“Hey, I am surprised to see you back.” He says to me before taking his book from his bag. “I thought you would be going with the Alpha.”

“I want to finish school,” I tell him quietly. Everyone around us is already staring and hanging on every word spoken. “Could I borrow your notes for the last couple of days please? I would like to catch up.”

He nods, “sure. Do you want to meet at the library at the end of the day? I don’t mind studying for a while with you?”

“Sure, thanks Ricky.” I turn toward Izzy, “are you coming?”

She nods before the teacher begins the lesson.

I slump into a chair at library and feel exhaustion weighing on me. I also feel the weight of not being near Drakos which is strange. I never imagined it would be this difficult to be away from my mate. I think it is made worse by the fact he didn’t say goodbye and has not tried to contact me.

“Hey,” Ricky drops into the seat next to me and starts pulling out books.

I shake myself out of my own head space and sink into the text books. By the time an hour has passed Izzy is still not here. We finish the chapter and decide to stop for the day.

Instead of going back to the packhouse I take a walk out to the old cabins.

My grandmother raised me in this very cabin. The smell of damp is overpowering now, the upkeep has been neglected. I sit in my grandmothers arm charm, it creaks at the disturbance in protest.

Part of me feels as though I should have gone with Drakos, I can finish my schooling online. It is not like I need physical lessons, I will pass my classes with ease. I could have also used the resources to train better.

With a groan of frustration I finally decide that I need to snap out of this stupid self pity over my abilities. I am just going to train hard and prove everyone wrong. When Drakos visits again I will be a much better version of myself, a version who deserves him as a mate.

With a renewed sense of determination I stand from the armchair.

Only I immediately fall back down again as a sharp pain sears through my head. I clutch my head and squeeze my eyes shut. Willing my self to take a deep breath, the pain slowly begins to fade. I am left panting in the armchair as the pain finally disappears.

What the hell was that?