Chapter 5: Fear Is Power

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~Jack~
"Felix, listen-"

"No, Jack! Why are you here? I... I did miss you. I missed my friend, but please tell me you're not here for me. I need to make sure, it's nothing against you." Felix explained.

His words echoed off of the bathroom walls, his blue eyes flashing with fear. Felix knows my power, he knows that if I wanted him I could make him mine without hesitation. If the thought was there and I wanted to do it badly enough, I could.

"The Order decided my bloodlust was out of control. I agree with them, so I've been sent here to learn to control it. Does Marzia know who I am?" I queried, stretching my back.

"Yes. She knows not to tell anybody. I'm the class president, by the way, a silly title but a surprisingly powerful one. Nothing compared to our actual titles though!" Felix grinned, and I forgot why I stopped talking to him.

For a moment it was like before. He grinned that beaming grin and I would lose my breathe and melt underneath his captivating gaze. The illusion was shattered as I realized this was not us. We weren't together anymore.

"Before the bell rings I'd like you to talk to Marzia. She respects you, but it's mostly fear. After the reprimanding your father gave the werecats, she's a little wary." Felix was referring to when my father was King.

"I'll talk to her, but not now. I still have to go to class, maybe tomorrow or the next day if I get the time." I ran my hands through my hair, trying to get Felix to take the hint that I was done talking.

"You mean when you get the courage to." Felix stated.

I sighed, "Yes. Until I get the courage. I have to go, I told Mark I'd meet him so he could show me to my next class."

"Okay, but if you don't talk to Marzia I will take drastic measures." Felix warned. It was pitiful, his threat, but right now he had leverage over me. Him knowing who I was gave him an advantage, and he knew it. I couldn't let him tell everyone, so I'd have to plan this in my favor.

"Alright, but only on my own time. I wouldn't know the first thing to say." I persuaded.

Felix sighed. "Okay. Thank you, Sean."

"It's Jack." I said dramatically as I left the bathroom, leaving Felix to himself. Marzia and Mark were outside of the bathroom, talking animatedly.

"Surely not!" Mark argued.

"It's true." Marzia shrugged with a small, sheepish grin.

"What are you two talking about?" I asked. I took note of Marzia's mannerisms. When she took a step back, put her hands to her side, and tried to make herself seem shorter and smaller. The body's way of making itself a smaller target when in danger.

"Not much." Marzia answered hastily. Just then the bell rang.

"Well, Felix should be out soon. Let's go, Mark." I said, giving his arm a push. He nodded and waved goodbye to Marzia. I waved as well, in an attempt to assure her in some way. Marzia went pale and turned away, signalling my attempt was a flop. I shook my head slightly and looked at Mark who was already looking at me.

"She's afraid of you," Mark stated. "Why?"

"It's complicated, Mark." I answered vaguely. I didn't realize just how perceptive Mark was. He seemed to read people with ease and the finesse of someone who'd observed others for years.

"You two have never met. Why is she afraid of you?"

"It's complicated," I reiterated, sighing as I pushed my hand through my tangled hair. "Please don't push, Mark. Not today."

"Alright. But someday, right?" He asked.

"Yeah," I chuckled. "Someday. But first, let's focus on that party you're having."

"I wouldn't call it a party. More like a get-together!" Mark defended.

"That's a lot of people for a get-together." I teased.

We continued to talk throughout anatomy, and for the rest of the day I was left with several questions. My first day is over, with quite a few developments. Some I didn't like.

Why was I keeping my identity a secret? I could just go ahead and tell people.

No. No, I can't. They'll all be bowing and formal and who knows what Mark would think. Well, he seems pretty open-minded and trustworthy, but he is the Alpha after all. Whether I think he's trustworthy or not, I can't tell him.

Then there's his scent... After lunch it had changed from open and excited to suspicious and dominant. Mark will definitely be a challenge, but I know he'll never get anything out of Tyler. Tyler fears me too much to betray me...

After all, fear is a powerful thing.

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