“Monitor them,” I told him, and he nodded as I approached him.
“I still don’t like it,” Lycus said, looking over my shoulder at our mate.
“I know, but I have to get to class,” I told him, kissing the side of his mouth. “Watch him.”
“Always,” Lycus mumbled against my lips before I walked out to give hell to my morning class. It would be hell too because I was in a mood, and Aleera would want to behave because I was bound to snap at some point.
Chapter 41
Aleera
For the past threedays, I had felt terribly sick. I didn’t know if it was because I had only been getting half a breakfast a day since I shared with Ryze or because of the bond. The siren for the next glass blared, and I groaned. I wished I had a theory class all day; I would have even put up with Darius and Tobias’s torment. The last thing I felt like doing was that damn obstacle course.
Darius looked over at me and placed my head on the desk, not wanting to go. I felt hot, and my skin was clammy. My stomach was twisting violently, and I was hungry as well as pained.
“Aleera, next class,” Darius said, and I looked up at him.
“Can I go back to my room? I don’t feel well.”
“Class now, or you won’t see Kalen after dinner,” Darius snapped at me and hauled my ass out of my seat. Seeing Kalen was the only thing I looked forward to besides seeing Ryze. I gripped the desk as a wave of dizziness washed over me, and Darius watched me stagger to the front of the class before turning his gaze away.
“Asshole,” I muttered under my breath.
“Want to repeat that?” Darius growled behind me, and I looked back at him.
He glared at me and went to get up. I quickly rushed out the door. Making my way down the corridors, I felt my stomach heave up my throat, and I ran to the closest trash can before throwing up in it.No, please, I thought as I lost my breakfast. I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand and staggered to the bathroom. I drank from the tap, knowing that I would stumble across someone if I went to the mess hall.
I wet my face, trying to cool myself down after retching. Looking in the oval-shaped mirror above the sink, my face was pale, and my eyes sunken in. My stomach growled hungrily, and I drank some more water, trying to fill it enough to stop the loud gurgling noises. Wetting the back of my neck, I leaned on the basin, trying to force myself to head to the next class.
My tablet pinged, and I pulled it out. My pen pal remembered me, and we had been talking for the last few days. I excitedly opened up the chat.
“How’s your day?” they asked.
I looked in the mirror.Shit!I thought, looking at my hollow cheeks. I had lost so much weight with training and not eating I was starting to look gaunt in the face. I shook my head, wondering how it was possible in such a brief period.
“Crap, I feel sick and have to go to class,” I replied as I made my way out.
They responded with a sad emoji.
“How’s yours?”
“Boring. Locked away as usual,” they replied.
My pen pal had told me they too were having mate drama, that he didn’t get out much.
“Which class are you in next?” they asked.
“Stupid training one with Tobias.”
“You really don’t like that guy, huh?”
I chuckled. I had told him all about my asshole mates and the nasty shit they did. Well, except for Kalen.
“You wouldn’t either if he used you like his personal juice box daily, and you were starving after only getting one meal or half a meal a day,” I replied.
“Your mates starve you?” he replied, and I sighed.
“No, but I’m too scared to go to dinner or lunch in the mess hall because of the other men. Last time one put my hand in a boiling pot,” I replied.