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I leave the room. I can head to my next class and wait around in the corridor for the lunch break to be over.
Chapter Eight
Everett
I’mtheonlyAlphain any of my classes, all fucking day long. To make things worse, I’ve missed so much over the last two years of virtually never taking any classes that the subjects are now too advanced to follow without help. Noah needs to walk me through virtually every step in every class.
It’s fucking tedious, and I wouldn’t be doing any of it if it weren’t for Cheryl’s insistence on coming to school every damn day, and my own desire to be close to my mate at all times.
“I feel like a fucking idiot,” I admit under my breath when I can’t pick up what Noah’s coaching me on. Some of the students are watching us. I can feel them staring.
“You’re not an idiot,” he murmurs back, shooting me a wry smile. “You just haven’t been around.”
I set my pencil down and look at the whiteboard. The equations up there might as well be written in an alien language. I haven’t been around. Yeah, sure. Good excuse.
“No, I’m an idiot,” I tell him. “I skipped too much.”
He doesn’t say anything. I know he agrees with me. He missed the start of the semester because he was lovesick over a girl who means less than nothing to him now, but he caught up because a few weeks is nothing. Two years isn’t nothing. I maybe came to class the equivalent of twice a month, and that was only because there’s a bare minimum attendance accepted of Alphas.
I didn’t actually do any damn work, and it fucking shows.
“We can go over this stuff tonight,” Noah tells me.
“I don’t want Cheryl to know,” I remind him.
“She won’t. She’s spending tonight with Oscar, remember?”
Right. She’s going to try and find out what’s up with our Omega. I should be glad that she’s got Oscar to occupy her time. That way she never needs to know how stupid I feel right now.
Fuck. This is messed up. I’m practically wishing problems on my Omega so he can keep our mate busy. I ignore the stab of guilt that realization leaves me with. Cheryl will find out what’s causing Oscar’s sudden backslide and we’ll figure out how to help him together.
My problem and his don’t exist on the same level.
This is nothing. I can solve it on my own, I just need to put in a little more effort.
“Okay, fine, but we go out somewhere.” I’m not studying where Cheryl might find us.
“I still have my room on campus. I never gave it up,” Noah admits after a second.
“That’ll do.”
“What do we tell Cheryl and Oscar?” He frowns at me, as if he’s waiting for me to tell him we’re going to lie to our pack.
“We’ll just tell them we’re going out to give them time alone.”
He nods, his frown fading. Apparently, as far as lies go, that one’s apparently acceptable.
It would probably be the truth, if I didn’t need his help to catch up in class.
Noah goes back over the equation now that our plan has been agreed.
It still doesn’t make sense to me, but I resist the urge to give up.
I try to follow what Noah’s doing. I keep listening. I keep trying.
Eventually it’ll sink it. It has to.
I want to do this. I need to do this.
