Chapter 506

"Well, hello there, Judy," she said, her pleasantries easing my mind slightly.

"Good morning, Mrs. Connolly," I replied, stopping in front of her desk. "I heard Dean Griffin wanted to speak with me."

She nodded and turned back to her computer; she typed something on the screen and then turned towards the little speaker box on her desk.

"Dean Griffin, Judy is here to speak with you," she said into the little mic.

The speaker crackled as Dean Griffin's voice came through.

"Send her in."

There was no emotion in her voice, and it made my stomach tighten into an even bigger knot.

Mrs. Connolly gave me a nod and motioned for the office door. I took a deep breath and opened the door, stepping inside. The office hadn't changed much from when I was here last; there were the same modern decorations, with updated pictures of the new Dean's family. She was a mother to what looked like a 3-year-old little girl and maybe an 8-year-old little boy. She was the wife of a Beta, which made her a female Beta. I knew little about her other than the fact that she was from the Whytecliff pack, a neighboring pack of the Redmoon, which was run by Alpha Edmond.

Dean Griffin, first name Lila, was blonde with long hair that draped over her shoulders and glasses that covered most of her young-looking face. She had a petite frame, and from the small amount of times I've seen her, I had never seen her smile.

I heard from others around the school that she never smiles.

"Take a seat, Judy," she motions for one of the seats in front of her desk.

She didn't bother looking at me; too focused on whatever was on her computer screen.

Tentatively, I took a seat, tugging my fingers nervously as I waited for her to speak. It took an eternity for her to say anything. Eventually, she looked up at her, her pale blue eyes narrowing.

"I've heard a lot about you from your professors," she informed me. "I've gone through all your records, and I must say, I'm quite impressed with your performance."

My heart stopped in my chest; was she complimenting me?

"Thank you, Dean Griffin," I said, grateful for her words.

"It seems you've been on the dean's list more times than any student who's been at this school," she continued. "Not to mention your performance at the Gamma Competition deserves some recognition."

My heart started up again, pounding heavily in my chest.

"So, with that, I wanted to personally congratulate you... You are graduating top of your class. If you ace your finals, which telling from your records, I have full faith that you will, you are expected to write and give a speech during graduation, and you'll get a golden star on your degree, which indicates that you graduated top of your class."

I couldn't help the smile that lit up my face at her words.

"That's a huge honor, Dean," I told her. "Thank you so much."

She held her hand out for me to shake, and I did so without hesitation.

"It's a pleasure,” she told me in return.

As I stood to leave, she stood as well.

"One last thing," she said before I could turn away fully; I paused to look at her, curious as to what more she had to say. "If I find out that Gavin Landry is the reason you are so successful, you won't like the consequences."

My heart fell into my stomach.

“I assure you, Alpha Landry has nothing to do with my success,” I assured her.

With that, I turned and left her office.

As I walked away from the building and towards the student lounge, my mind was racing. This was huge; l couldn't believe it. There was only one person I wanted to tell this good news to, and there was a chance he wouldn't even answer, but still, I wanted to try anyway.

I pulled out my phone and brought up Gavin's contact number. I pressed the call button and pressed the phone to my ear, waiting with bated breath for him to answer. His phone had been off these last few days and going straight to voicemail, so I was surprised when it actually rang.

Then, there I heard the line being picked up, and my heart thudded against my chest.noveldrama

"Hello?"

A woman's voice came on the other end.

My heart stopped as I pulled the phone away and looked at the name on my

screen... it was definitely Gavin's number.

Did he change his number and not tell me?

Why would he do that?

"Sorry, I might have the wrong number," I said softly.

"Who are you looking for?" The woman asked, a curious tint in her voice.

"Gavin Landry,” I said, my voice coming out hesitantly as I spoke his name. She was quiet for a moment, and then her next words shattered not only my heart, but my entire soul.

"This is the right number, though I'm afraid he's currently in the shower," she told me: "I can leave a message for him. We do have plans together later, but I'm sure he'll call you before we leave if it's that important."