Page 61 of Sold to the Devil
“She’s right,” Arthur adds. “She’s never alone, but he noticed Rigast wasn’t here, which is unusual. He’s been wary of us since school started, and I heard him talking about you the other day, Aelys. He’s curious. He wants to know why you’re with Rigast, and the news of your marriage isn’t helping to distract him from the fact that he wants answers to his questions. He’ll definitely try to talk to you. Rigast asked us to never leave you alone today, so don’t you dare go anywhere alone. Understand, little lady?”
He raises an eyebrow and looks at me intensely, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
I nod and ask who has brewing class so we can get there before being late. Nancy, Enzo and Cameron nod, we get up, leave the main building and head to the lab at the back of the S building, which also houses a few classrooms.
Cameron nudges me with his elbow and motions me to look behind us. I roll my eyes when I see Dawson and his friends following us. He's a wizard, so he has class with us. But Jones and Law are fairies. Maybe they have a class in one of the classrooms in the same building. If not, they're not discreet enough to follow someone without them knowing.
We arrive at the lab and sit together at a table of four, my cousin next to me and the boys on the stools opposite us.
Professor Lowery asks us to prepare an anti-paralysis lotion and we get to work. Well, mostly Enzo and me. Cameron is practically asleep, and Nancy is doing her nails.
It's a good thing this lotion is quick and easy to make because Enzo isn't really much help... The poor guy keeps grabbing the wrong ingredients and I have to keep reminding him of the right ones before he will accidentally sabotage our work.
At least he helps...
Once we're finished, Lowery checks our lotion, testing it on a frog he'd previously paralyzed with an injection. He congratulates us on how perfect it is, working in just a few seconds. Enzo raises his hand and I give him a laughing high-five.
“I don't care what Rigast thinks, you're my new brewing partner!”
“Okay, okay,” I laugh. “You'll be partners with us from now on.”
He grins broadly and we pack our things before leaving the lab. Nancy and I have a free hour that we decide to spend in the library, I have Spiritism class with Professor Morgan after, while she has Charms with Professor Hicks.
Cameron lets me know that he's also into spiritualism and that he'll pick me up from the library so we can go together. I nod and the boys head off to their classes.
Nancy and I head to the library, located in the L building, just across from the S building. We sit at a table in the corner, away from prying eyes. It's been an hour since breakfast and the announcement of my marriage to Matt, and all eyes are on me. I try not to notice, but I don't like being the center of attention.
I won’t be patient for long.
We study for the entire hour, getting ahead on our homework. Now it's time for me to go to Spiritualism class with Cameron. Only, he's 10 minutes late.
So I tell my cousin to leave for her class, not wanting her to be late because of me. She refuses at first, saying that Mattheo will kill her, but I assure her that everything will be fine and he won't find out.
I wait a few more minutes, but since my friend still hasn't arrived, I sigh and decide to go to class without him. He probably forgot to pick me up. I don't mind, I just hope Matt doesn't find out, or he'll definitely kill him.
As I enter building M where Professor Morgan teaches, I feel someone grab my wrist and I let out a yelp as I'm pulled roughly into a broom closet.
The person pushes me to the back of the small space, placing themselves against the door blocking the only way out, preventing me from escaping. The person turns on the light and my eyes widen in alarm. Dawson.
CHAPTER 25
Aelys
I take a step back from him and lean against the wall, practically merging with the brick to put as much distance between us as possible. I cross my arms over my chest and scowl at the bespectacled boy.
“What do you want, Dawson?”
“Aelys, isn't it?”
I raise an eyebrow at his nervousness as he shifts from foot to foot, when I nod. He clears his throat and pushes his glasses up his nose. It's funny he's so anxious when he's the one who brought us into this damncloset.
I know I could use my shapeshifting strength to push him out, but then I'd be exposing my secret, Matt wouldn't like that.
And he would try to corner me again the next time I was alone again.
“I don't have all day, so what do you want?” I ask through gritted teeth, my posture defensive.
“Why exactly are you marrying Rigast? The real reason, please…” He scratches the back of his neck nervously, blushing in embarrassment and avoiding eye contact with me.
