Hidden in the Shadows

Chapter 4

Nates POV
I exit the main office still thinking of her. I could barely find my class because all my thoughts drifted back to her as I looked at the schedule in front of me. Eventually, I made it outside of the Chemistry lab and slowly walked in. I recognized a few pack faces, but mostly humans. My beta, Henry is transfering here as well, and because I was late I didn't get to see him before class. I shiver as thoughts of last night crawl up my spine.
"Excuse me, Mr." I look up from my thoughts to see a slightly balding man almost a foot shorter than me. His green and white plaid shirt extended over his round belly strenuously, his dark wash jeans fell lower than intended, and his white sneakers stood out like a sore thumb.
"Sorry sir, I'm the new student, and I had trouble finding me way." I reply.
"Right, fine go sit next to Alexandra," I grumbled, going back to his desk where a half eaten donut sat on a napkin.
I hike my backpack up further and turn to the class. It wasn't until this moment that I smelled a beautifully overwhelming smell of honey and a summer day take over my nose. My eyes immediatly seeked the familiar eyes I saw this morning in the office. She had her head turned towards the windows on the other side of the room, her golden locks falling over her shoulder to her waist. She had earplugs in and seemed to be spacing out. If only I knew what that beautiful mind was thinking.
Breaking myself out of the spell, I make my way over to the table; everyones eyes trailing my every movement.
Once I settle into my seat I look to my left to find an annoyed pair of green eyes staring at me. My wolf whimpers at the look, what could we have done wrong?
"This is my table," Her gorgeous voice speaks.
"Well then I guess it's too bad that I'm joining you," I smirk, hoping to liven up her spirits.
"Sit at a different table," She says curtly.
I ignore the question and introduce myself, "I'm Nate," I attempt to smile but it wavers slightly when I see that her face hasn't moved a bit. We stare at eachother for a solid minute. Eventually her eyes softened, barely.
"Whatever," She grumbles and sits back into her chair, relaxing, yet still slightly tense. Her movements cause her hair to move back slightly, but enough to show a blossoming bruise formed on her upper cheeck. It's colors start as black in the middle, fading to dark blue then green. Who the hell would hurt my mate? I feel my heart begin to pulse violently, and my body begin to shake.
"What the hell is that!?" I lose control of my anger and point at her bruise. Her head snaps to me and a flash of panic flashes like sirens in her eyes.
"Leave me the hell alone," She says firmly, and grabs her backpack, sprinting out of the classroom right when the bell rings.

Alexandra's POVI cannot believe the nerve of that guy! Who the hell does he think he is, my life is none of his business. Those dark gorgeous eyes cannot see what really happens to me. Wait..gorgeous. No I didn't say that. I shake my shoulders, trying to shrug off the unease he gave me. Being cruel to him hurt. Not just in a feeling kind of way, but as a physical hurt. What is wrong with me?
The scowl remains on my face as I go to Art. When I step through the door all of my worries drop to the ground like a sack of potatoes, and I make my way to my easel. The only thing that makes this class hard is that all of my old friends are in here. When my dad started getting more agressive I shied away from my friends and secluded myself. Not returning their calls or their attempts to include me. It's better this way.
I pick up my worn out paint brush and begin to stroke the easel gently, letting my hand do the work. Usually while I paint, my mind wanders to everything from my home life to the things I learned in class. But today was weird. My thoughts wouldn't stop conjuring Nate's face. His deep blue eyes, his angular face and how his body was lean yet had the strong muscles that could protect any girl from harm.
"Alright class put your brushes down," I shake my head at the sound of Mrs. Hinge and look at what I created today. My eyes widen at the painting before me.
The crumbling brick walls start out red and stray into a dark charcoal color as they near the opening of the allyway. But that wasn't what surprised me. It was the figure standing at the entrance of the allyway. Their lean muscular body has a shocked pose as he stares at the horror before him.
I grab the easel as fast as I can and throw it into the garbage. When I turn around I see my bestfriend Kate staring at me with sad eyes, as her and Michael leave Art for today. Not reallising the trauma that I just went through seeing that painting.
I always tried to keep my paintings happy, and light. I have never drawn one of those nights. Even in private. My body starts to shake and my vision becomes blury and salty.
"Oh Lexi," My head snaps up to see Kate and Michael coming towards me. I quickly get to my feet and shove past them, heading to my next class.