Chapter 76 CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX
ROMAN’S POV
Ok, I probably acted stupidly. The house was way too quiet now, everyone skittering around me like I was going to explode any moment.
I don’t blame them really, I was matured now, that meant I should have known screaming at my mother about abandoning my duties and running off to find an answer to Emily not feeling the mate bond was not a good idea.
Now it was awkward and just ahhh, damm, why don’t I always think things through?
I sighed out, checking myself out on my dressing mirror, running my hands through my hair to give it that messy look.
After a screaming match between me and my dad who had coincidentally come in just when I was declaring my plans to abandon everything, it escalated.
I don’t know how long we screamed out about everything wrong with our lives, but eventually, we calmed down, before going to our rooms.
The next day my dad had called me into his office, reminding me about my duties to this pack, before telling me I had to finish school and then training.
I had protested of course, but my dad had simply told me to “man up,” slamming his office door in frustration, going out to his Beta duties.
I sighed out again, just staring at myself as I tried to summon every ounce of control and willpower buried within me.
I was going back to everything, school, my old friends and then the painful sight of Emily and Stefan.
“Roman we need to leave,” my sis yelled out, snapping me out of my pitiparty.
Why she felt she needed to escort me to school was honestly beyond me.
I was not a weakling, I pride myself on being able to control myself very well, but nevertheless I was grateful for her support.
“Chill out,” I mutter as I walk out of my room, almost tripping at the sight of Owen standing at our kitchen.
“Hey,” Owen greeted, nodding his head in greeting to me.
“Hey, what’s good?" I replied, quickly composing myself.
I wasn’t prepared to see any of them, but this was also in my favor, it meant I could use these to prepare myself on how it would be like with the rest.
Owen was my sister’s mate, so I was sure to be seeing him around more often, especially, since my sis was wrapped around him like a ghoula bear.
“It’s all good,” Owen replied, a bitter edge to his tone. “The same as it was since you left, cutting us off.”
“Owen…,” my sis called out. No doubt, she probably had told him not to ask questions or show his disdain to my return.
I sighed out, running my hands through my hair. “Look Owen, I was going through a rough time, and I just really needed this break. I am sorry I cut you off, but like I said, I needed the break.”
Owen stared at me for a while, munching on his apple, before sighing out.
“I don’t know what it is you were running from, but I hope you found the peace you wanted. Though I will warn you, everything is not the same as it was.” He pecked my sis, standing up.
I don’t know what he meant, and frankly speaking I didn’t give a fuck about it. I am changed also, so I wouldn’t hold it on anyone if they also did.
We got into his car, driving all the way to school.
The school was still the same, it’d building large and currently overwhelming to me. Students were pilling about, some new faces, some old, thankfully none I wasn’t prepared to see.
“You good?” Owen asked, locking his car door.
“Sure,” I replied, chuckling to prove my point. “It’s just school Owen, I am not gonna break.” I give my sis a quick salute, before walking forward my head held high.
I located my locker, ignoring the whispering and looks thrown my way.
I was pretty popular if I do say so myself, and I am sure the news about my abrupt absence and equally abrupt return would be the talk of the whole school, if not the whole pack.
I dropped everything I wouldn’t be needing, my schedule which my dad had obtained for me, clutched between my hands.
I sighed out at my first class for the day, gritting my teeth. Just a few months, and then all these would be over.
With that thought, I slammed my locker shut, marching to my class.
My first and second class went pretty well, some of my old friends were there, and I appreciated the fact they stopped asking questions at the cold glare I threw their way.
After that, they stayed clear, while I breathed out in relief.
For some reasons, Stefan wasn’t in class, and believe me, I couldn’t tell you how grateful I was.
Unlike the others, Stefan had seen me occasionally, though not on pleasant terms, so thankfully, I didn't need to have to pretend everything was alright between us.
Well, that was until my fourth class. Physical Training was compulsory for everyone, seeing as we were werewolves with constant threats, the class helped everyone know the basics of at least defending yourself.
I walked in, changing at the locker room, before walking towards the general class.
Stefan was there, discussing with Owen. I breathed out, closing my eyes as I wished for the sight before me to not be real.
I thought I had gotten away, but of course my problems were just patiently waiting for me.
I opened my eyes, smiling as one of the guys called out my name, alerting everyone to my presence.
Some came to hug and dab me up, a big smile on their faces, but underneath, I could see the tension brewing.
Stefan simply regarded me coldly, while I stood there doing the same.
“Hey boys…, time to kick ass,” our trainer announced, breaking the staring match between me and Stefan.
“Hey, yo Roman welcome back,” he says, patting my back hard.
I smiled at him, wincing slightly at the force of his hand on my back.
I watched as he taught us what he wanted to, before calling on Owen and another guy to fight.
The class carried on like that for a while, each of us marching off with our opponents till it got to my turn.
And I don’t know the moon goddess plan, but I was currently facing an angry Stefan.
I breathed out slowly, stretching my necks and hands, before taking my position.
I was the one supposed to be angry, not him.
Fine, if he wanted to act this way, then I would stoop even lower.
This was good, great even. We still heard a lot to say, and since we couldn’t talk like two matured adults.
Then, we needed to fight it out.