Chapter 286
WILLA
There days had never felt so much like three years.
"Or three centuries," I muttered to the dry grass scrunched underneath my loafers.
Knowing Lucian and Naomi were together was hell. Seeing them going together as a couple was worse.
Even avoiding them, banishing myself to the least visited part of the woods was not enough. My head was full of thoughts of Lucian.
So was my heart.
Lucian had made the whole situation worse by giving me a little attention. Like a fool had fallen for it and for him. Hard.
Just how pathetic could I get? Here I was in the middle of nowhere, acting like I wasn't loved at home.
I started to walk. Anything was better than standing at a spot, feeling sorry for myself.
There were flowers, wildflowers, growing next to a wild blackberry bush nearby. I went over to them, stooped and started to pluck some, distracting myself with their wild beauty.
I was considering going farther into the woods to pluck some more when I heard feet shuffling through the high grass. I was not in the mood to talk to anybody so I stayed where I was.
I heard feminine laughter.
"Here, pluck this one," a female voice said.
I groaned inwardly. Seemed others had come for the flowers like me.
Who knew how long they would be? I figured it would be better to just stand up, and then go over to another spot where I could be truly alone.
Already my knees were aching from squatting. As I started to stand, I heard my name.
"That Willa," another female voice said. She all but hissed my name. "She's shameless, you know."
I froze, pain in my knees forgotten.
"Tell me about it," the first girl said dryly. "I thought I was the only one that noticed. She's really something. I may get her trying to seek for a little attention, since she's an ordinary werewolf and all, but what she's doing has desperate written all over it. I mean, how low can she go?"
I slowly parted some grass and saw two girls, a few paces away, sitting on a fallen, rotten log, with their backs to me.
I clutched the grass tightly, stopping myself from marching over and telling them to shut the hell up.
They didn't know what they were talking about. Wanting attention from my mate did not make me cheap. Or desperate.
If I didn't have a right to Lucian, the moon goddess wouldn't have given us a mate bond!
"Talking about Willa?" said a third girl.
She was walking over to the other two.
"Yeah. Who else?" the second girl said. "I was telling Talia here that she must be really desperate."
The newcomer laughed. "Of course she is! She's the textbook definition of a girl with seriously low self esteem. Why else would she keep on hovering around Lucian like a fruit fly when she knows he's with Naomi?"
"Who will blame her though?" the second girl said with a sigh and a giggle. "Lucian's hot and dreamy. Also he's the Lycan Prince."
The newcomer snorted laughter. "I'm sure Willa thinks she'll get noticed if she hangs around the Lucian long enough. She's a social climber, that one." She sighed. "I don't know why Worchmount still lets in trash like her. If you ask me, ordinary werewolves should never be offered admission. Other supernaturals I can tolerate, but ordinary werewolves?"
She gave a little shudder.
"You know," said the first girl who hadn't spoken in a while. "I've been thinking... maybe her story about knowing the white wolf personally was just that. A story."
The other girls gasped and nodded.
"I think you're right there," one of them said. "I think she said it to feel important. Lucian should have put her in her place long ago. I don't even know why he keeps her around anyway. It just keeps giving her the guts to keep lying and trying to worm her way into being like one of us."
The third girl snorted. "As if she could ever!"
That was it. I couldn't take it anymore.
Cuss words, were bubbling up in my throat. I would march over there and give them a piece of my mind.
I started to stand when movement to the left caught my eyes. Lucian came striding out of a cluster of trees.
The girls didn't notice him until he was almost on them. The moment they did, the two sitting shot to their feet. The one standing dropped the bunch of flowers she had picked.
"Hi Lucian," one of them said nervously. She threw a quick glance at the other two. "Where did you pop out from?"
At first Lucian didn't answer. Just gave them all a flat stare that had them shuffling their feet uncomfortably.
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