Chapter 332
WILLA
Again, I found my hands straying to the pendant tucked underneath the collar of my sweater. I felt the carved wooden heart against my live one.
All morning I had kept telling myself that wearing it didn't mean anything. I was just keeping a precious heirloom of Lucian's safe.
But every time I touched it, I thought of Lucian. How sincere and ardent he had looked when he had given me the necklace, something that was obviously so important to him.
Forget about it, I told myself and thrust my hands into the pocket of my jeans as I walked down the hall to my class. Barely a minute later, my fingers were inching to feel the smooth texture of the pendant against my skin once more.
I was brought out of my thoughts when I noticed a girl approaching me. She eyed me curiously as she came.
As and got closer, I recognized her as one of the students in my elective course class. As far as I knew, we hadn't spoken to each before.
"Hello," I said politely when she stopped in front of me and looked me over like I was an interesting animal specimen.
"You're Willa, right?" she said.
"Yes?" I said, drawing out the word.
She tapped her chin and nodded to herself. "I knew it was you. Anyway, I thought you should know that someone posted about you on the campus's gossip blog." She shook her head and gave me a faintly pitying look. "What they wrote wasn't pretty."
"Wh-what?" I stuttered. "Me? You must be mistaken. Are you sure it wasn't someone else?"
For a second or two, she stared at my face, taking in every feature in detail.
"No way I'm mistaken," she finally said with a sniff. "There's the name and your picture is on there too. Someone has it out for you, girl."
Shouldering her backpack, she walked away.
I stared after her until she got out of sight, trying to make sense of what she had said.
How was it possible that I had been featured on the school's gossip blog?
Yes, I had heard of it, but only because Sienna had mentioned it once or twice in conversation. As far as I remembered, I hadn't even browsed the site once.
Again, what could I possibly have done? Here I had done my best to stay of the limelight. I hadn't attended any parties or social gatherings on campus.
So what could the blogger possibly have on me?
There was only one way to find out.
I went outside the building, sat on one of benches there. I took my phone out of my backpack and nearly dropped it. My hands were a bit unsteady.
I typed in the site's name. I froze.
There, underneath the blogs' name, crest and motto, was a picture someone had taken of me just outside one of my classes. In the photograph, oher students were blurred out and my features stood out.
It was like whoever had taken the picture didn't want there to be an problems identifying me. Heart pounding, I steeled myself and scrolled down the page, dreading the post I would see written underneath the picture.
I expected something bad. It was worse.
The post read, Anonymous: **Funny how the Alpha's daughter (WILLA WALLACE) is really just a glorified side piece. Lucian's toy. Wonder if Theron got a turn too.**
I read the post again and again, my mouth hanging open.
The phone kept vibrating in my hand from comment notifications from the blog post. The comments were pouring in.
Knowing it was bad idea, yet helpless to stop myself, I scrolled down further, clicked on the comment box.
She moves fast, someone had typed.
Thought she was supposed to have Alpha blood flowing through her. She's acting like a damn Omega. Pathetic!
The next comment was an emoji of a vampire, and an eggplant passing through a doughnut. Underneath was written, Hope Theron gave her a good time. Heard vampires are well hung. Lol.
I felt the blood leave my face.
Another comment; No wonder Naomi left Lucian. Poor girl can't compete with a slut.
Who do you guys think she's going to screw next?
The words on the screen doubled, tripled then blurred as tears pooled in my eyes.
I hung my head, bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, desperately fighting the urge to bawl. When I felt I had myself more it less under control, I snatched up my bag and headed straight to my dorm room, walking with my head down and hoping like hell no one else recognized me.
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I lay in the center of my bed, curled up into a ball, a hoodie over my head. The phone beside me buzzed.
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