CASSIE POV

It was oddly quiet and noisy at the same time. There was someone sniffling next to me, either they were crying or they are having major allergies right now. I forced my eyes to open and I was greeted with white tile ceiling. The only way I can describe how the room smell is that, it just smell like sanitation and super clean.

"So I ended up in the packs house infirmary huh." I grumbled.

My body still hurts trust me, however my condition improved. I have more energy in me way before I passed out. I looked to the side and saw my mom wiping her nose. I was right, allergies. My mom rarely cries, I'm not saying like she doesn't care about me. It's just that I wouldn't die from this so it's not crying worthy.

"You are going to rest, so no sch-" My mom said but I interrupted her.

"I'm not planning to go to school until Thursday mom." I said snorted. I literally broke down at school and that's embarrassing, it hurt my pride I'll admit.

"Good because I don't like seeing my child in pain." My mom caressed my face and I all I could do was nod my head. She had so much guilt in her eyes that I couldn't exactly look at her. This is indeed a very pitiful situation.

My mom told me she was going to get something to eat. When she left I got out of the bed and quietly left the packs infirmary. I just need some fresh air, after all it does help in the healing process. I walked into the tall trees and followed a familiar path. It was indeed peaceful. The occasional birds chirping, animals running about and the nice sun rays hitting skin. This right here is euphoric.

As I kept walking, I did eventually ended up in front of a pond. I walked to the edge and saw my reflection in the water. I was paler than usual, I look sick. If Elliot does what I ask I can heal soon and I hope he does. If not maybe I'll blow up his pack with some dynamite. I'm kidding obviously, I do not need a pack war.

I sat down and let my feet soak in the pond. I was facing the sky and watched clouds roll by. Yes this is peace, maybe I need to be one with nature. Wouldn't be so bad to be a rock.Just lay there, soaking up the sun. Maybe a bit of moss growing on you, or a little ant crawling up the rounded edges.

"Let's reincarnate as rock in your next life Cassie." I mumbled to myself.

I don't know how long I laid in the grass, it was a long time considering it was getting dark. I literally zoned out as I was staring up at the sky. I was in my own little world and it was just completely blank. No day dreaming or anything, not a thought was in my head.

I sat up from ground and took my feet out the water. My toes look like little raisins, well this was fun. I started to make my way back to my home and not the pack house. I'm pretty sure mom went back to the house. I also know I'm about to get scolded when I reach there. I already know what she's going to say.

Therefore I took my sweet time going home, I walked super slow. When I did reach my house it was already dark. Not only that my lovely mother was waiting at the entrance with her arms folded across her chess. As I walked up to her I gave her a cheesy smile and she gave me a rather "you're in big trouble little girl" look.

"In the house now, you are suppose to be resting." My mom scolded as she pulled me into the house.

"I know, but can you blame me. Nature is so peaceful." I wrapped my arms around hers and rested my head against her shoulder.

"No excuses, you will stay in your bed and rest. Or do I have to call grandma up?" She quirked up and eyebrow. I tensed up hearing the word grandma.

"Absolutely not, she sill chew me out. I'll be obedient." I shook my head.

Anything but grandma visiting, then I would really be in hell.

***

I can't say I didn't miss school, laying in bed doing nothing is boring. I'll admit it, I did sleep a lot like a lot to the point I'm tired of sleeping. I was sitting on my motorcycle taking in the semi lively atmosphere in the school parking lot. Oh how I wish I can be this happy in the morning. I can't though, since I know I have to catch up on homework.

"Now let's see what I miss at school." I kicked my stand out and got off my motorcycle.

A red car pulled up next to me blocking my way. I stood there with a neutral face as the driver rolled down their window. Here I thought, I could have some peace at mind for once and it's already ruined.

"I see your face is intact." I said as I leaned down to get eye level with Veronica.

"Sad I didn't die?" She questioned.

"Never wanted you dead, I'm not that foul. Just wanted to humble you a bit." I smiled at her and she rolled her eyes.

"If you think this strife between us is over, it's not. I will get you back." Veronica tried to sound threatening and I just laughed. She's by far the worse villain I ever encountered in my whole life.

"I will be waiting for you revenge with one eye open. Have a nice day now." I waved goodbye at her and walked away happy. I'm curious how she will get revenge on me. I'm kind of excited in fact.

I entered the schools building and headed to my locker. On my stroll though I couldn't help and notice today's topic amongst the student body today. I keep hearing Elliots name for no reason. Did he do something so spectacular that everyone has to talk about him. Or worse did he die? What if at this wretched school they have like "Let's talk about Elliot day". I would not like to celebrate that.

When I reach my locker Jenny met up with me. She too was talking about Elliot like he was some god. It became even worse than before. I've noticed when we have classes where Elliot is involved or even in English class she would stare holes into his head. No not stare give him the goo goo eyes.

"Look Jenny if you're going to talk about Elliot, join Veronica's little fan-club or shut up." I even motioned my hand towards Veronica. She looked between the two of us, before actually walking away to go to Veronica.

That was easier said than done.

Then more trouble came along, Thomas the Train and Jamie...just Jamie I can't really think of a character name Jamie. I tried to make my presence small so they would not notice me. It failed cause they noticed me and walk right up.

"What do you want?" I asked with a hard smile.

"Elliot he i-" Thomas said but interrupted him with my rage. I slammed my locker shut and he closed his mouth. I cleared my throat and looked at the with a calm face.

"What does Elliot have to do with me?" I questioned and tilted my head to the side a little hard.

"He's been so grumpy for these past days." Jamie grumbled.

"Probably because his little friend down there couldn't play around."I snorted.

"You might be right." Thomas seemed like he just had the biggest realization on earth. It's amazing how the three of them are friends, Elliot is actually extremely smart. Then these two...I don't know how their brain works. It's so interesting.

"If you're done now, I'm going to class." I said and turned on my heels. They told me goodbye and I waved back lazily. I'll be a bit nice, they remind me of golden retriever puppies, mischievous ones at that.

I walked into the English class and took my seat. I saw on the board about a small little mini project about something. It must have to do with our current unit and that's reading some Shakespeare poem. I swear that man was hanged up on the same women. I don't what she did to him, but she messed him up.

Veronica and Jenny walked in, they seemed like they were having a rather deep discussion. You know those two look really good together to scheme something. I never truly trusted Jenny considering the fact, before approaching me she was hanging around her. Oh maybe she's involved her revenge against me.

That would be wonderful!

The chair next to me scrapped against the ground and Elliot sat next to me. There the man himself showed up, the person everyone decided to talk about when I return to school. Maybe I'm the problem, I might be cursed. Mr. Philips walked into the class with a bright smile on his face.

"I notice some people need help understanding each other, and this assignment will help you all out." Mr. Philips said as he looked at me and Elliot.

This bitch.

"You will create a presentation on one of the Shakespeare poems I give you. It will be an analysis presentation and then write one with you partner. You will have to analyze 2 of them." He explained the assignment. Doesn't seem so bad, pretty easy to do if I say so myself.

"So here are the partners." He displayed the partners on the board and my heart stopped for a moment. You have to be kidding me he did this on purpose not only that the sonnet he chose for us. I raised my hand quickly and he noticed me.

"Yes Cassie?" Mr. Phillips answered.

"Can I do it alone?" I asked him.

"No this a group project, unless you want points deducted." He smiled at me and I felt my lip twitch.

I nodded my head in defeat and glanced towards Elliots. He too didn't look that pleased either. Mr. Philips passed out the requirements for it and it's due in a week. I sighed out and faced Elliot, it's only a week Cassie you can deal wit that.

"Let's call a truce so we can work on it, we will not speak ill of each other ok." I said as I handed him the paper.

"Fair enough." I'm surprised he even agreed to have a truce. I guess we won't attack each other's neck, which means peaceful time. The next problem is where should we meet up to work on the project.

"So where do you want to meet up for the project?" I asked him as I flicked the pen in my hand back and forth.

"We can go to my house to work on it, I don't mind." Elliot eyes connected with me and I just nodded my head.

"You're ok with me invading your space?" I questioned him.

"You said it yourself, a truce until the project is done." His head titled to the side with a cocky smirk and I pursed my lips in a thin line.

"Point taken." I said.

"Let's start today, I want to get it out of the way." He said as he looked over the sonnet.

"Fine with me." We agreed on something for once. I like his diligence, I rather work a project now than put toff at the last minute. I guess we have one thing in common and he's now a tad bit tolerable.

All I'm going to say is that it's going to be an interesting week.

***

I stared up at the massive house in front of me. I mean my house is big too, but his...is on a whole another level. What else does his father do besides be an alpha of a pack. Elliot walked passed me, I didn't move from my spot though. I was still in awe of his house. Maybe I should steal his house from him, call it a business move.

"Are you going to come in or just there like an idi-" He stopped right then and there, I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Like a what now?" I questioned.

"Just get in the house." He sighed out as he open the door. I snorted and walked up to the door. Unlike him I upheld talking ill of each other, I keep my word I have dignity. I entered his home and it just as grand inside, man I really need to ask his dad what other business she doing.

"Elliot who did you bring over?" A woman spoke as I assume is his mother. She exited out of the kitchen. Her eyes landed on me and she gave him a confused look.

"I'm Cassie Dawson, I'm here to work on a project with Elliot." I said and held out my hand.

"Ah you're Mr. Dawson's daughter! Nice to meet you!" She shook my hand firmly. For some odd reason I felt like she was testing me in her own way. We kept shaking hands with rather fake smiles plastered on her lips.

"Yes nice to meet you too!" I spoke cheerfully. Elliot sighed out and rolled his eyes.

"So...is she your new girlfriend son?" She asked out of the blue and gave him a very hard stare. My smile dropped and I clicked my tongue.

"Mrs. O'Connor, truthfully I hate your son, but since my grade depends on working with him my hatred is pushed to the side right now." I said.

"I thought we won't speak ill of each other?" Elliot faced me with raised eyebrows and I crossed my arms over my chest while facing him.

"You almost called me an idiot! I think we are even now." I pointed out. Me and him had a little mini staring contest. Our eyes were filled with complete malice.

"I never thought I'll see the day someone hates my son, but here I am witnessing it. Well have fun you two, don't kill each other please." She clapped her hands together and even gave me a sympathetic gaze. So she knows her son is intolerable, I'm glad she's self aware.

Elliot mumbled something under his breath and gestured me to follow him. I silently trailed behind him up the stairs and down the hall. We stopped in front of a door, which it has to be his room. He opened it and let me in first.

Naturally being nosy I did inspect his room, it was neat way too neat. I wanted to see him have more flaws besides being an asshole and part time man whore . Other than that he's a bit too perfect, and that just makes me hate him more. He needs more flaws.

"Impressed?" Elliot asked as he sat down at his desk.

"I'll be honest yes, I was expecting a big mess but to my avail it's clean." I said as I walked further into his room. I looked around to find a place to sit and decided to sit on the floor. I put my things down and took out my computer.

"You can sit on my bed you know?" He spun around in his chair to face me.

"It's fine, I like sitting on the floor." I waved him off and laid my things out in front of me.

A shadow loomed over me and he sat in front of me with his things too. I just stared at him unmoving while he just read over the sonnet. Eventually he did notice me staring at him and he looked confused.

"What is there a problem?" He asked me.

"No, nothing at all." I trailed off and picked up sonnet.

We started working on the project, every so often we would discuss which each line meant since on the requirements we have too apparently. Mr. Phillips is honestly asking to much, unintentionally a big sigh left my mouth and I scratched the back of my neck.

I need to take a little break, I laid down on the floor and stretched out my limbs. Now I felt a bit better, his floor is oddly comfortable. I heard shuffling next to me and Elliot appeared above me reaching for something. His scent filled my nose and I can feel Addie getting a little bit too excited.

"Here." Elliot handed me a pillow and now I was beyond flabbergasted. He just kept holding it out waiting for me to take it. I didn't move at all because I was just in complete shock. Eventually he just placed it on top of my stomach and went back to his spot.

I turned to the side and starting question the universe right now. Him being too nice is freaking me out, and it's scaring me honestly. This feels so foreign that I do not know what to do with all this information.

"I can feel you staring at me." He spoke up.

"Yes, you're being weird and it's freaking me out." I shivered and clenched the pillow in my arms. He stopped what was doing and tilted his head to the side.

"How am I being weird?" He asked as he pointed to himself.

"You're being too nice! It's freaking me out! I know I said to pause our hatred for each other, still this is too much!" I pointed out. Also he's kind of acting like a gentleman towards me and that's just making it worse.

"What do you want me to do then be mean?" Elliot asked like it was the most obvious thing.

"No...it's just feels weird to me. I don't know how to explain it." I said awkwardly and avoided eye contact.

I think it feels weird since it's a well known fact we can't stand each other and now we're being civil with each other. Like right now he's not the Elliot I've known, this is a nice Elliot that feels foreign. It's actually making me feel nervous, like my chest feels tight. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and grabbed my laptop. Cassie let's just focus on Shakespeare and nothing more trivial.

Yes let's keep our focus.

***

Elliot's POV

"What should we make our Sonnet about?" I asked as I was typing away. However I didn't hear a response, I looked up from my screen. I closed my eyes for a moment and took in a breath.

Of course she's sleeping.

For someone who hates me, she's a bit too comfortable to be sleeping in my room. You would think they would be on high alert, but here she is sleeping away. I closed my laptop and leaned back against on to the wall. Whatever I'll let her sleep, we've been working on this project for a long time today.

Naturally my attention went on her since she's quiet. Well she really doesn't talk a lot in the first place. Compare to her loud mouth brother's, she's quiet and usually just observe. I guess you can say she's quite the loner at school. Cassie doesn't really associate with anyone at school, at times she would help someone in need. Other than that she's just by herself and minds her business. You would expect someone with her specific background to be popular or people would flock to her but they don't.

"Her complexion doesn't look well still." My wolf Maddox said.

"Yeah I can see, that's why I'm letting her sleep." I sighed out and Maddox starting yelling in my head. I blocked him off because he was being a pain in the ass.

Maddox got on my ass about how I rejected her, which to be fair he had a right to be mad at me for. I admit my hatred for her is the reason why I did reject her, a shitty excuse that I will acknowledge. Me and her always budded head with each other, that I never thought in a million years she would end up as my mate. I'm pretty sure she didn't want me as a mate either, so I didn't think much of it.

Compare to me and her, she did get the short end of the stick. When she coughed up blood, or when she passed out in front of me because I was being indecent in nature. When that happen Maddox sure gave me the biggest migraine. I will admit, I did felt a bit guilty. So I decided to be a bit like a saint until we can completely break off this mate link between us.

I know me being nice to her freaked her out, and I did it on purpose to tease her a bit. I just didn't expect her reaction to be like that. Since she couldn't see her own face, she started to blush a bit. Probably from nervousness, I could hear her heartbeat racing when I was being nice.

As far I know Cassie never had a romantic partner, she didn't seem to be interested in dating anyone. So it must've been weirded out that I was being so nice to her, considering I am her mate too.

Enough thinking, I should wake her up.

I got up and went by her, I kneeled down and tried to shake her awake. Her face scrunched up and she clenched onto the pillow more curling into a ball. I poked her face trying to annoy her so she can wake up and she didn't.

"Cassie wake up it's late." I said as I kept poking her cheek.

"Give me 5 more minutes mom." She grumbled and swatted my hand away from her face.

"I'm not your mom." I said. Cassie mumbled some incoherent and furrowed her eyebrows. I sighed out and sat on the floor next to her.