Hardin's pov
Ever since the day that Jasmine said those words to me, I felt like a part of me had become numb. As ordinary as it seemed, my pride got bruised a million times just from her words. And it hurt me more because I was beginning to feel something for her.
Like I had always thought, though in a different kind of way, Jasmine was different.
Right from the time she talked rudely to me, and challenged me back there at the cafeteria, to that day, more than a week ago. No one had ever said the things that she said to me.
Now, because of her again, my performance at lacrosse match was visibly poor that the coach had to ask me to take a day off.
She had constantly filled my mind, with her words reverberating in my head.
Suddenly, I heard the steps of someone following me and I could sense a panty breathing, but I did not stress about it as I was too tired to check who it was.
Just as I turned around the corner that led to the locker room so I could change up, the corner of my eyes caught Jasmine and it was then that I realized that she had been the one chasing after me.
Wondering what exactly that she was still doing in school at that time, I stopped and turned to face her, holding no emotions in my face.
Noticing that I was waiting for her, she stopped and began to walk closer to me, with her fingers playing around the edges of the sweatshirt that she was putting on. She was nervous. When in actual sense, I was the one supposed to be. It felt to me like her words had reduced me to the lowest self esteem, which was one of the reason why I had barely attended classes the past week.
Well, everyone of them did see me as some strange god that had to be revered. Meanwhile, I was just a regular teenager struggling with the fear of how my life was going to turn out.
Born as an alpha wolf did not make it any better as I had to live up to some standards that my father had set.
"Strange that you are still in school. I'm guessing you stayed back to watch your new prey train. What is his name again... Lorenzo?"
Instead of snapping at me as I expected, she said the words, "I am really sorry, Hardin. We have missed you. Can you please come back home?"
I stared at her for a while, then continued walking to pick up my things from the locker room, but had to stop when I noticed that she was still following me.
"Go back, Jasmine. Dont try to follow me. I really am not ready for the conversation you want to have."
She was just few steps away from me, with her palms together as she stared at me.
"Please Hardin, can you at least give me a listening ear?"
I had no words for her, and continued doing what I had been doing, walking away. I just wanted to stay away, as I was not in the best state of mind. But I knew Jasmine enough to know that she was not going to take a no for an answer.
It continued that way till we got to the locker room and I turned to her furiously. "What exactly do you want Jasmine?" I bawled at her, "have you not said enough already?"
"Just some weeks ago, I felt you were different and not the slut I used to take you as, but you just proved me wrong."
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