Chapter 136
“The truth hurts, right?” I ask, looking away.
“It does,” she says, putting her hand on my cheek and turning my head to her. “And the truth is that your father failed this Academy twice before barely passing to take over the pack from your grandfather. If he’d failed one more time, he would have lost the right to become an Alpha.”
I frown at her. “My father failed the Academy twice?”
“He did. After reading your letter, I did some research on your father. All those horrible things that your father says to you? I think he’s really saying them to himself. You’re not the failure, he is, and he knows it. Alpha Sebastian broke Christina today by telling her to get out of her brother’s shadow. Well, Alpha Liam, I‘ m telling you stop letting your father put you in his. Stand in the light. Be your own man, and don’t let his words define who you. are. Be the man and Alpha you strive to be. Look at yourself, with your own eyes, not your father’s and figure out who you are. I see much potential in you, Liam. Now it’s time for you to see that same potential in yourself.”
My throat is so tight I can’t speak. She must see it on my face. because she wraps her arms around me and holds me in the same way Alpha Sebastian was holding Christina, as if she’s holding me together.
I wrap my arms around her, holding on to her like the lifeline she is. My mother died when I was young, leaving just my father to raise me. I wonder what it would have been like if I’d had a
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mother, someone like Luna Mia, who could have helped me to see past my father’s anger and cruelty.
“Thank you, Luna,” I whisper.
“I’m just giving you the truth that you need to hear, Liam,” she says, stepping back.
“Well, I really needed that hug too,” I say.
“There’s more where that came from. Anytime you need a hug, you come find me,” she says.
“I will.”
“I have high expectations for you, young Alpha. Don’t let me down.”
“I won’t, Luna,” and for once in my life, I not only want to meet someone’s expectations of me, I want to exceed them. I want her to be proud of me.
She turns and begins heading inside, then she turns back to look at me over her shoulder.
“And let me know when you’re ready to start practicing the oral sex portion of sex class. It’s my favorite part of the class,” she says smiling.
“How does tomorrow night work for you, Luna?” I ask, smiling my first real smile in days.
“Sounds like I’ll be sleeping like a baby tomorrow night. I’ll see you tomorrow, Liam.”
“Goodnight, Luna.”
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I walk with her upstairs and walt for her to get to her room before going to mine. Somehow, that one simple conversation with Luna Mia has already made me feel like my raw insides. have started to heal.
Ezra
Raw. That’s what all the Alphas have called it this week, but until you feel it, you don’t know exactly how raw you can feel. It’s like someone carefully fileted the skin off your body leaving your nerves exposed to all the elements with no protection. I’ve never felt so out of control in all of my life.
After making sure that Charlotte was okay after sex class, I went straight to the bar in the dining hall. I need to do
something to burn off this feeling or at least numb it enough so that I can focus.
I throw back another shot of whiskey and set the glass down a little too loudly on the bar. We don’t have class in the morning, but I still don’t want to get drunk. It would take a lot under normal circumstances, but right now, I’m not sure it would take much at all.
I put my head in my hands, and I’m so lost in my own thoughts that I jump when I feel her hand on my shoulder.
“Sorry,” Charlotte says.
“That’s okay. Are you okay? Is everything alright?” I ask, looking behind her. She usually walks back with the other partners, but tonight she’s by herself.
“I think I should be asking you that, Alpha Ezra,” she says,
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bringing my focus back to her.
I look at her for a moment. “Want to join me for a drink? I’ll drink slower this time.”
“What are we having?” she asks.
“Well, I’m pretty sure they have everything back there. But I grabbed the whiskey.”
“I like whiskey,” she says. I lean over the bar and get a glass for
her.
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