Chapter 40 Meet

Ava's POV
I don't know how many times I've "met" him in the past two days. If you include the figure that followed me behind last night, it's probably the ninth time.
Misty interjected: "No, you didn't count the time he came knocking on the door at noon yesterday."
"That doesn't count." I answered her in a low voice, "I didn't see that time."
Misty let out a laugh at my comment, which didn't sound like a good intention.
"Anyway, anything I didn't see doesn't count." I said.
I really did not see, yesterday at noon heard of a challenge I did not even eat lunch and went to join the fun, who would have thought that someone would come to me? Not to mention the legendary Alpha who was too busy to take a sip of water.
"And." I added, "What's with him, an Alpha, not taking care of his work in the middle of the day and accompanying his ex-girlfriend to my room and knocking on the door. Don't I know him well?"
Don't you know each other well?
Misty wanted to say this, but thinking about Ava's unhappy face finally did not say anything.
One man and one wolf continued to crouch in the bush next to the library and waited.
This bush is the secret passage where Adele took me up to the library attic, in fact, if it wasn't for this place I wouldn't have found Aaron he was looking for me.
Last night I habitually wanted to go up and write to Kate, but I went straight to the front door and attracted too much attention.
Not that I'm timid or anything, but the location of this library is indeed very special.
You say it is remote, right, since it was built until now, just look at the green plants on the wall and a thick layer of dust to know that few people come, but it is right in the center of the Blue Moon Pack many buildings.
So few people go there, but many people pass by.
With the current atmosphere and state of Blue Moon Pack, I think it's better for me to keep a low profile.
If I continue to go there every day, I'm not sure if I'll get another big hat from someone else one day. What with harboring other wolf pack members in the library and all.
So I wanted to take the path that Adele had taken me on before, but I had just arrived at the mouth of the path with little movement when I heard the sound of a person's footsteps coming.
I subconsciously ducked to the side, I did not expect to come is actually Aaron.
He was like a thief who stole something carefully and tentatively jogged towards this side, while running also while looking around the front and back, I was not sure what he was doing. But when he ran to my hiding bushes before stopping to look inside, I suddenly reacted, he was following me all the way here!
Otherwise he would not have stopped here with such a puzzled expression.
He may be thinking that they tracked a good person why to this place both suddenly disappeared.
I was watching him stand still for a good half day, probably thinking about this problem. Then looked as if he was going to look around to continue to look for me, I hurriedly slipped back to his room.
When I got to the door of my own room, Adele came over and told me, looking less than energetic, that her brother had come to see me in the morning, and I became more certain that what he had just done was to follow me.
But the point that puzzled me was, what was he following me for?
No, he came to see me yesterday morning, and what was he looking for me to do?
And putting that aside for a moment, just today I had more than a few chance encounters with him to the point of deliberate, but he also just looked at me or pretended not to see me, what exactly did he want?
I do not want to take the initiative to go to him at this sensitive time when everyone is watching, but these strange actions of his make me think that something is not happening, or he has some kind of conspiracy?
Is he trying to backstab me and get my potion? Or did he finally learn my true identity so he planned to come and personally send me on my way?
Whichever is the guess makes me feel in danger.
The solution to this fog is, he followed you, you follow him, so it is also to see what he wants.
So we crouched down next to the bush like we were doing now waiting for Aaron to arrive and having to endure the mosquito bites.
"Hell, I might as well transform into wolf form, so at least I won't get bitten by bugs." I cursed in a small voice and looked down at my arm, which was already swollen with a big bag, "If he doesn't come today, I'll catch a bunch of bugs and put them in his room and study, so he can feel it too."
"I had already planned not to deal with this man anymore." The more I said, the angrier I got, "But what about him? He's not doing his job, he's messing with me, and he's learning to stalk!"
"That's hateful!"
"I agree." Misty said faintly, "So here comes this hateful man again, he's standing there now, do you want to go say hello to him?"
"What's he doing?"
"Seems like he's waiting for someone." Misty replied.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she saw that Ava had stood up with anger and ran towards the alpha.
"Hey!" Misty tried to call out to her. Didn't we agree to follow him to see what he really wanted to do, why was she so sullen. But she quickly shut her mouth again.
Because she remembered that Ava didn't seem to be sullen when it came to matters regarding Aaron.
I stood in front of Aaron, who was obviously taken aback and surprised.
He seemed to be very confused about where I suddenly burst out from, some surprise (actually surprise) and some confusion looked behind me.
But I don't care what he thinks.
"What's the matter with you?" I glared at him.
"I ......"
I saw his cheeks suddenly turn red, and he even took a step forward and held out his hand.
I stepped back a bit very guardedly, "What?"
"I didn't." He stammered, "I just wanted to come."
He lowered his hand and I noticed that he didn't actually have anything in his hand. No weapon or tranquilizer. Nor was there any of the things that tended to cause me to make strange suspicions.
"I wanted to come and meet you." He finally finished with difficulty.
"What do we have to meet about." I heard myself sneer.
Strange, I never made a sound like that. A sneer or something, I always thought that was an act only for the weak.
"Do you have some kind of mission for me?" I continued.
"No." He seemed to calm down a bit and his cheeks weren't as red.
"I just wanted to ask you about my treatment, is it over?"
"Of course." I didn't hesitate at all to give a quick, affirmative answer.
Of course it's over. Even if it's not over, I should leave after a while, so you can go to whoever you want to treat!
I said quietly in my heart, even if the cure is not good, it is not my business.
He slowly hung his head, as if there is a little disappointed look.
I thought about it and added, "There is no need to continue the treatment now, except for psychotherapy you just need to take your medication on time."
If one day there is really no one to manage you, I will give Adele a large dose of anesthetic before I go, so that she can just put you down.
"So." He looked hesitant, "Have you been busy lately?"
"Fine." I was sick of him running out of things to say and was eager to go back to my room and sleep after dealing with it, "I wish you all the best, okay? See you later."
"Don't go."
But he grabbed my wrist.
I instantly felt my anger well up in my head and turned back around and clutched his arm with a quick downward squeeze and he let go.
I probably used a lot of force, so look over his arm has a deep red mark, but my wrist is nothing.
In fact, I knew he hadn't used much force, but at that moment I still felt angry and even wanted to hurt him.
"I'm sorry." I felt a little guilty. I sighed and turned to look at him, "But seriously, don't come to me again if there's nothing wrong, okay?"
"Nothing." His voice sounded low, "I'm the one who offended you and I'm sorry."
Without waiting for me to say anything else he continued, "But I still want to ask you."
What?
"Why am I not able to find you? Why have you been avoiding me lately, and the medicine is being delivered by someone else, and you won't even stay at the same table with me for lunch?"
"I'm not avoiding you." I felt the need to correct this, "As for the medication, it's no longer necessary for me to rehab you every day, isn't it the same who brings it to you?"
"What about lunch?" He pursued, "You also refused to eat at the same table as me, and the invitation you were given earlier, you didn't end up coming."
"I'm not in the habit of eating a lot in the morning." I was a little unsure how to answer him.
It seemed to me that before we had nothing to do with these things about having a crush on each other, of course, but he had a special relationship with other people now, so wasn't it right for us to keep our distance now?
I think he would have done the same, and if he didn't, he would have restrained himself a bit, or at least not just come up to me and ask me very bluntly why.
Why else?
"But you consume a lot, and I've noticed that you generally eat a lot at lunch. Then the letterhead I gave you and the invitation ......"
"I don't want to go." I interrupted him this time without waiting for him to finish.
He looked at me blankly, as if he didn't understand what I had said, his lips still slightly open, like an innocent and stupid child.
"I don't want to go." I repeated again.
To make him understand better, I amplified my voice, "Everything you said was because I didn't want to do that, I didn't want to."
"Why?"
He seemed to finally understand and asked anxiously, "I thought you understood. I thought ......"
"I thought you'd understand too, Aaron." I looked at him and said slowly, "I thought I should distance myself from other people's mate."
His pupils shrank when he heard the last sentence and his eyes snapped open.
I knew he understood.
Later I would think about this day from time to time, and I remembered that this time I was actually seeing him that way as if he had dropped everything at hand to come to me just to ask me, "Why don't you have lunch with me anymore?" I was still hoping for something in my heart.
Like some explanation, or something else.
Then I might have stayed until he was cured, and maybe helped him finish his revenge, if he wanted to.
But he just stood, just like that, looking at me, without saying a word.