My Unforgivable Mate novel Chapter 64

"Whatever." Bailey rolls here eyes and I watch Tili laugh some more. "Take your own damn advice."

"Play nice Bailey," I warn her and she flashes me a smile. God I've missed them. Everything about this makes me forget everything about Malic, even if its for a short period of time, I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Hey," Tili speaks up. "Tomas is getting better at tennis, you know that?" Right, they went playing today. "He almost beat me!"

"I lost my balance, that's the only reason you won." Tomas turns to her.

"You tripped over your own to feet, who does that?!" They start going at it, picking at each other's flaws while they laugh and I listen. I believe it's better this way.

I don't however, miss the concerned looks that they all shoot at me when they believe I'm too occupied to notice. It's clear that their worried about me, but I'm going to pick myself up, it's time I do.

The easy part was getting ready for school, I'm too occupied to think about anything else, but walking into school was the first step I really had to take, seeing him was the second.

I make my way to my locker to get my agenda out and check what I have for my first period; chemistry. I find Tomas already in class and he looks up surprised to see me, I move to him as his smile grows. "Ah, look who finally decided to show up."

"Shut up." I sit down. Even though I tried not to look, I couldn't help but to and realized Malic is not in class, I couldn't even smell him. His pack however, is here, except the alpha in question and Ly.

"How are you holding up,"

"I'm fine." I practiced that in the shower, getting ready, on my way here, it's almost believable. Almost. "You?"

"All this revision is driving me crazy," he leans on his elbows.

"Oh yeah, the revision for the upcoming exams."

"I really need to catch up-" I drop my sentence feeling the scent I once didn't recognize blow up my nose.

"Nadia can we talk?" I look up at Malic towering over my desk, the dull ache in my chest returns at maximum capacity as I meet his eyes.

"Nadia, you need to give me a chance." My hands start to tremble, I don't know how long I can go listening to him. "I was too hungover to explain anything, too much in shock to really say anything that made sense."

"Solution B consists of cornstarch, malonic acid and," I pick the last up to read, "manganese sulfate monohydrate."

"So your just going to ignore me?"

"Not ignoring you, I'm very well aware of your presence." I grab a beaker and pour in one hundred millilitres worth of distilled water, I glance up to see if Malic noticed my unsteady hands. I'd be surprised if he didn't notice with the way he's studying at me.

I turn the mixer on and start to pour in my potassium iodate form my first solution. "So this is you copping?" I shoot him a glare going back to add one hundred millilitres 98% sulfuric acid. "You still smell of me."

"Malic," I almost smash the breaker of acid putting it down.

"Potassium iodate you said?" He finally goes back on track. I'm left watching my equipment through blurry eyes, I've spent my days and night crying in the clothes the belonged to him, that he let me borrow, I did anything to try ease me yearn for him. He isn't helping.