Chapter 451: Chapter 506

Chapter 0506 I Lila’s POV “They found somebody dead?” I asked in a hoarse whisper, turning to face Enzo who had a grave look on his face. I knew from his face alone that it was true and suddenly my heart hurt. I had to lean against him to support the weight of my body before I completely fell over.

I felt dizzy, like wanted to pass out at any moment and my breathing became incredibly shallow.

Enzo didn’t answer me at first; he only looked beyond the area and at the many police cars that were parked in the lot, along with the ambulance.

“Like a student?” I continued to ask, staring at him still and unable to look away.

“Yes; a student,” he finally answered, audibly swallowing.

“Who?” I'wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer, but the knot in my stomach wasn’t going to leave this alone.

“I'm not sure,” he said shaking his head. “I should have reported it sooner.” “You knew about it?” I asked, furrowing my brows together.

I stepped out of his strong embrace and peered up at him.

“I smelled something off earlier,” he admitted, meeting my eyes. “It smelled like rotting flesh; it was disgusting. Made me nearly throw up.

But the scent faded after a little while.” “What made it fade?” “Idon’t know...” he said, and the look on his face, I knew he was telling me the truth. “But it was after I saw—" His voice faded suddenly.

“After you saw what?” I pressed.

He met my eyes again and I saw that he was struggling with this next sentence; my stomach clenched at the very thought of what he was about to say.

“It was after I saw Rachel.” I gasped at his words and stepped even further away as if he had just slapped me across the face.

“You think she did this?” “Ididn’t say that,” he said quickly.

“You didn’t have to. I can see it on your face,” I said, getting a bit worked up.

He grabbed my arms and held me in place, forcing me to look at him.

~ “Ididn’t say that,” he said much slower as he looked into my eyes.

I felt my body calming slightly, but not by much.

“You said that she’s been acting strange lately,” I said, remembering his words from earlier during class. He was worried about her and now I was starting to understand why.

“She’s been acting strange; you’ve noticed it too,” he said in return, furrowing his brows together. “It doesn’t mean I think she killed someone.” “Do we know how this person died?” “No,” Enzo answered, looking back at the police who were speaking to a very distraught headmaster.

Alpha Jonathan was also there, and he was looking very grim at what the police were saying. Moments later the EMTs were emerging from the main doors of the academic center and carrying a stretcher.

Whoever was on the stretcher was covered with a blanket and shielded from onlookers. There were a lot of students who were watching the events unfold before them, none of them daring to speak. Most of them hide in plain sight.

Headmaster Prescott had tears in her eyes, and she looked as if she was about to get sick. I was about to get sick as well and I needed to bury my face in Enzo’s chest to keep from losing control.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly; not wanting to

let me go.

I couldn’t hear what they were saying, I didn’t want to hear what they were saying. I purposely blocked them out, but I knew Enzo was listening ot the whole thing. He grimaced as the cops continued to speak.

“Did they say the cause of death?” I found myself asking through my tear-filled eyes.

He held onto my trembling body even tighter.

Yes,” he answered. “But I don’t think you should know about it.” “Tell me,” I said, much more confidently than I felt.

He sighed but remained silent.

“Enzo...” I pushed, not sure what I was doing or why I wanted to know so badly.

“She was drained of her blood and suffered some heavy force to her head,” Enzo answered.

I flinched at his words, but at the same time, I felt some sort of relief from hearing it. If she was drained from her blood, then the likelihood of Rachel doing that was slim. She was a bear; they weren’t bloodsuckers or particularly violent like that. I don’t think she would have drained this girl from her blood.

The thought was sickening.

“It couldn’t have been Rachel,” I murmured. “She wouldn’t have done that.” I “Maybe not,” he agreed. “Sounds like it was a vampire.” I stared up at him with a gaping mouth, my heart nearly beating out of my chest.

“A vampire?” “All of her blood was drained from her body,” Enzo repeated. “So, yes.” “We have a vampire on the committee...” I breathed, unable to contain the tears any longer. They flowed down my features, and I let out a small sob. “Skylar didn’t do this... she wouldn’t have.” “Nobody is saying she did,” Enzo said calmly. “There are other vampires here.” “Yes, but if one vampire did this, then everybody is going to stereotype them,” I told him. “It’s not fair to the rest of them.” He looked like he wanted to say something more, but then we both heard Headmaster Prescott loud and clear.

“A tragedy has happened today. All students need to return to their dorms as soon as possible.”