CHAPTER 16

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RAIN'S POV

The morning felt almost normal. Almost.

I walked into class with my head down, backpack slung over one shoulder, trying to blend into the chatter. Phayu was already at our shared desk, staring out the window like usual—arms crossed, jaw tight. He didn't look at me when I sat down, but I felt the shift in the air. His scent was there, low and stormy, wrapping around me even when he pretended not to notice.

I kept my eyes on my notebook, doodling meaningless lines. No eye contact. No small talk. It had been like this for days—me avoiding him, him letting me. Part of me hated it. The other part was terrified of what would happen if I stopped.

The teacher walked in, clapping his hands once to quiet the room.
"Settle down, everyone. We have a new transfer student joining us today."
The door opened.

A tall figure stepped inside—broad shoulders, sharp jaw, dark hair swept back casually. He carried himself like he owned the space, alpha confidence radiating off him in waves. His scent hit me first: sharp citrus mixed with something darker, almost metallic.

Familiar. Too familiar.

My pen slipped from my fingers.

Saifah.

He scanned the room slowly, lips curving into that same easy, dangerous smile I remembered from nightmares. When his eyes landed on me, they lingered.

Recognition. Amusement. Something colder underneath.

Teacher: "Introduce yourself, please."
Saifah stepped forward, voice smooth and low. "I'm Saifah. Just transferred from the south. Looking forward to... catching up with old friends."

A few girls whispered. Someone giggled. I couldn't breathe.

Old friends.

The words echoed in my skull. Flashes came uninvited—blurry lights, a party I didn't want to be at, the bitter burn of something in my drink, waking up sore and confused with photos on my phone I never took.

Photos of me with him.

With another alpha. Smiling like I wanted it. Like I asked for it.

The room tilted. My hands shook under the desk. I gripped the edge so hard my knuckles turned white.

Teacher: "You can take the empty seat next to Rain. There's space there."

No. No no no.

Saifah walked down the aisle like he had all the time in the world.

When he dropped into the chair beside me—too close—his knee brushed mine "accidentally."

His scent flooded my space, choking me.
Saifah (quiet, just for me): "Hey, bunny. Long time."

Bunny.

The nickname sliced through me like glass. My vision blurred. I could hear my own heartbeat hammering in my ears, drowning out the teacher's voice.

I didn't cheat. I didn't... I was drugged. Framed. But the whispers from back then were louder now: Slut. Whore. Cheater. They felt real again. Like maybe I deserved it.

I stared straight ahead, trying not to tremble. Trying not to cry.

PHAYU'S POV

Something was wrong.

Rain had gone stiff the second the new guy walked in. His scent—usually soft vanilla rain—turned sharp and sour with panic. Fear. My alpha instincts snapped awake like a live wire.

I watched Saifah sit next to him. Watched the way he leaned in, whispered something that made Rain flinch. Watched Rain's hands shake under the desk.

My jaw locked so hard I tasted blood.
Who the hell was this guy?

His scent was wrong—too aggressive, too claiming. It clashed with Rain's, trying to overpower it. My wolf snarled inside me. Mine. The word hit like a punch. I didn't question it. I just felt it.
Class dragged on. Rain didn't move. Didn't write. Didn't breathe right. Every time Saifah shifted closer, Rain shrank a little more.

When the bell finally rang, I was on my feet before anyone else.
Rain bolted—fast, head down, shoving through the crowd toward the hallway.
I followed.

He didn't stop until he reached the empty stairwell at the end of the corridor. He leaned against the wall, hands over his face, breathing ragged.
I didn't hesitate.

I stepped in front of him, blocking the way out. Close enough that my scent wrapped around him—storm and protect, trying to drown out whatever poison Saifah left behind.

Phayu: "Rain."

He flinched at my voice. Didn't look up.

Phayu: "Look at me."

Still nothing.

I reached out—slow, careful—and tilted his chin up with two fingers. His eyes were red-rimmed, wet. Terrified.

Phayu (voice low, rough): "Why have you been avoiding me? For days. You won't even look at me. And now this guy shows up and you look like you're about to break. What the hell is going on?"

Rain swallowed hard. His lips trembled.
Rain: "I... I don't know him. Not really. I just—"

Phayu: "Bullshit."

I stepped closer, crowding him against the wall without touching.

"You went pale the second he walked in. Your scent turned to fear. And he called you 'bunny' like he owns the word. So tell me. Who is he? And why does he scare you this much?"

Rain's breath hitched. Tears slipped free.
Rain (whisper): "He's... my ex. From before. He... he hurt me. Made people think I—"

He stopped. Shook his head like he couldn't say it.

My hands clenched into fists at my sides. Alpha rage boiled under my skin—hot, violent, ready to tear something apart.
Phayu (growling low): "What did he do to you?"

Rain looked away. "Please... don't. Not now."

I didn't move. Couldn't. The thought of anyone hurting him—scaring him like this—made my blood roar.

Phayu: "I'm not letting this go. Not when you're shaking like this. Not when that bastard is sitting next to you every day now."

Rain finally met my eyes—wide, broken, but there was something else there too. Trust? Fear? Hope?
Rain (barely audible): "Why do you care so much?"

Because you're mine.
The words almost slipped out. I swallowed them.

Phayu: "Because I do. And I'm not watching you fall apart again. Not alone."

He stared at me for a long second. Then his shoulders sagged, like the fight had drained out of him.

Rain: "I don't know what to do, Phayu."

I reached up—slow—and brushed a tear from his cheek with my thumb.

Phayu: "You don't have to. Not yet. But you're not facing him alone anymore. Got it?"

He nodded once, small and shaky.
I didn't step back. Not yet.
Because for the first time in days, he wasn't running from me.

And I wasn't letting him start again.



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