Hiya all, It's Wednesday, I still have a bit of writer's block, and am now stressed about some random shit. So this chapter is probably gonna be all over the place 😅 but we'll have to see.
Enjoy,
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Xander's POV
She started handing out equipment, when I looked at Maya, who was now fully asleep. She looked worried, before she whimpered softly.
"Maya, did you get thet?" I asked referring to the project. Maya woke up with a start, eyes wide as she looked around. Her eyes finally settled on me though, and she relaxed as I began to explain the project.
"I have to do something?" She mumbled, stretching a bit.
"All you have to do is measure this out into the beaker and then put it in a pipette and squeeze it in this." I pointed to the appropriate jars and beakers. Maya looked at me as if I was crazy.
"Fine, I'll measure it out all you have to do is put it in the pipette and put it in there."
"I have to get the pipette and fill it up and empty it out? No thanks." She mused,
"I will pick it up, fill it and hand it to you." I compromised,
"I have to take it from you?" Maya whined, as she rubbed the sleep from her face.
"That's it."
"But how's my hand supposed to get to the beaker. It's too far away." she stretched her hand out a bit, waving it around to prove her point.... Badly.
"You know what? Lets just move this to the very edge of the table so you don't even have to lean forward." I had an annoyed expression on my face, but in all honesty I was finding it pretty funny.
"I have to squeeze this in that?"
"That's it." I thought we were finally getting somewhere..... Oh how very wrong I was.
"It's too much." She whined yet again causing me to huff. I fully blame Mara for this. She stopped my mate from getting food, and now I have to deal with the consequences.
"I'm sorry... I am. I'm just really, really tired. You try functioning on barely 2 hours of sleep." she muttered, fiddling with her fingers. Something I've noticed she does alot.
"I would collapse." I mused, "Wait, why did you only get 2 hours of sleep."
"I had a Lord of the Rings marathon." She was clearly lying, and I couldn't let it slide this time.
"Did you really?"
"Yea. Why would you think I'm lying. I'm not lying." She stuttered while running a hand through her hair.
"Why were you not asleep?" I arched a brow at her.
"Night terrors." She whispered only loud enough for me to hear.
"What's the difference between that and Nightmares?"
"Trust me on this. If you don't already know, then you're better of." She chuckled sourly, before finishing our experiment and walking out of the classroom.
I got up and walked off after her and watched as her left the building and began to run into the forest. I ran into the forest myself, when I lost sight of her, and began calling her name when I heard a rustling in the trees.
Looking up, I saw my mate looking down at me, grinning madly. Before I could react, she jumped down, securing herself on my back.
"Hi." She whispered softly in my ear, causing a light blush to appear on my face. I wrapped my arms around her legs as I began to walk.
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My Darkest Secret
WerewolfFollow Maya Henderson as she discoverers that her darkest secret, one she has had to deal with most of her life, one that was the cause of 8 years of torture, one that put her in the Russian Bratva's leagues, one that makes her a monster- is exactl...
