Page 281 of A University of Betrayal

“The wolves are coming for you...howcreativeof you, Copeland.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, to which Emely just snorted and didn’t even give me a glance.

I swept on silently and tried not to think about her being here for a few minutes. But my thoughts kept wandering back to my father, and I unintentionally let out an annoyed sigh.

Confrontation

Christopher Tyng

The corner of my eye caught Emely looking up, and I began to sweep faster.

“Who would have thought it. Miles DeLoughrey doesn’t have his own life under control.”

I kept sweeping, ignoring her innuendo.

She must have overheard the scene at the car. Anddamn it,I had made myself vulnerable.

“Your father is young...” she began, bringing back all my anger.

“I hate him. And if you don’t want me to hate you the same, then you should leave me the fuck alone now.”

Emely’s breathing hitched, and she looked at me as if I had thrown one of my knives at her... and brushed her with it.

It had been a warning.

“If you’re waiting for me to leave you alone after all you’ve done, you’ve cut yourself, Miles,” she pressed out with a serious tone, no trace of scorn in her voice.

I grabbed the broom in the corner and approached her, a six-foot-wide table between us, propping myself up on it to finally give her a piece of my mind.

“Do I get bonus points for pretending to care?” I looked at her challengingly. “Hate me for all I care, get on my nerves, keep annoying me... But today, I just want my peace!”

Instead of accepting my words, she also propped herself up on the table.

“We’re both here involuntarily, so relax the fuck out of it and keep your fucking distance!”

Emely stared straight at me. Her eyes had started to glow yellowish and a few veins were popping out of her blouse.

“Remember when I asked you for your opinion?” I narrowed my eyes further and further. “No?” Emely didn’t respond, just mirrored my expression. “Me neither.”

I had pushed Emely to her limit to the point where she groaned angrily and threw her arms in the air, breaking our eye contact.

“I don’t understand what your problem is!”

“People likeyou,who have what they want but still want more,” I snapped at her. Her eyes were full of anger, just like mine. “You’re the Alpha’s daughter, but you’ll never be Alpha. You can do whatever you want, enjoy your life, no one expects anything from you. But what are you doing instead? You’re wasting your time, pretending to be something better,” I blurted out, louder than I intended.

She had this privilege and no father who constantly wanted her to be better, or worse, to become like him.

“Why do you care so much about what I do?” she yelled back.

“Because you have everythingIwant!”

That had been so honest that I startled myself.

Emely looked at me with her yellow glowing wolf eyes, distant, confused, angry.

“You think I have everything, but I don’t. I have obligations, responsibilities and not a choice like you think I do! I’m getting married soon. You bloodsuckers don’t have anything like that!”

My face unintentionally filled with concern.

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