His Human Mate - Volume 3: First Calm Before The Storm Chapter 166 158: Love Like This Is Not Wasted

“I have something to tell you.”

Seeing the serious look on his son’s face, Lachlan nodded. “I’ll try to come home on time,” he said.

Erick nodded back. He then went out of his parents’ room, closing the door behind him softly.

Luella, who had been sleeping earlier, stirred around in the bed and turned to Lachlan. “What’s wrong with Erick?” she asked. Apparently, she woke up when Erick came in but she pretended to be asleep as she listened.

Lachlan shrugged as he slid down and cuddled with his wife. “Said he has something to tell me.”

“Hope it’s nothing bad,” Luella fretted.

Lachlan dropped a kiss on her forehead and said, “Don’t worry. I’m sure it’s fine.”

The next morning.

Erick was in homeroom class, together with Hamish and his other friends. Amber hasn’t arrived yet. At first, Erick wanted to pick her up from home and go together with her to school. Of course, with Hamish too. But she rejected, saying that her father will be sending her, instead.

Although it was still early, Amber usually wasn’t late for homeroom, except for that one when she overslept, which made Erick concerned.

When he saw Dana had already arrived, he walked over and asked whether she had seen Amber.

The latter shook her head. “She didn’t say anything, though.”

Seeing the concerned look on Erick’s face, Dana patted him on the arm. “Don’t worry. I’m sure she will be fine.”

Just then, Amber walked in, looking tired. She was panting by the time she reached her table. She tossed her backpack on the table, emitting a loud thud, drawing glances from the other students and sat down with a huge sigh of relief.

Erick squatted next to her table, his chin resting on top of it. He then said, “Did you overslept again?”

Amber glared at him and said hotly, “It was only that one time!”

Erick stood up and laughed. “Alright, alright.” Sliding his hands in his pockets, he asked again, “So, why were you late?”

“Ioverslept,” she mumbled quickly.

Erick c.o.c.ked an eyebrow at her.

Dana, who had been listening in their conversation, leaned closer at her and asked again, “You what?”

Amber glared at her. “I overslept,” she gritted out reluctantly.

Both Erick and Dana then laughed at her, making her pout and flushed red in embarrassment.

Once homeroom was over, they all went to their perspective classes. Erick and Amber had the same class where they had English Literature class.

When they entered their class, Mrs. Evans, the teacher, was already inside at her table, arranging some papers.

The three of them greeted her hello before going to their seats.

Once everyone was in their seats, Mrs. Evans looked up from her papers and scrutinized them with narrowed eyes, making them sweat with fear, unsure of why she was like that.

She placed the papers down and put both of her hands on top of the table. So, exam week is coming soon,” she announced. “Although there isn’t much to learn in this class, other than exercising your mind and thinking skills

Guess what? We’re having a test now!”

Everyone in class groaned when they heard that.

Erick raised up his arm.

Mrs. Evans turned to him and said, “Yes, Erick?”

“Is it too late for me to drop this class?”

Soon after, a whiteboard pen came flying at him. Luckily, he had a quick reflex as he grabbed the pen with one hand, before it hit him or the student behind him.

“Wow, Mrs. Evans! That’s a good throw! Ever thought of introducing a female rugby team with you as the coach?” he praised with a huge grin.

Mrs. Evans just rolled her eyes as she walked over to pass the papers to the students. “There are only three long-answers questions and you need to answer them all. You may use your books for guidance,” she instructed. “You have thirty minutes to finish them all.”

Once she sees that everyone has their papers, she said, “You may start now.”

Soon, the class fell into complete silence, other than the sounds of pencils scribbling and the squeaking sounds of the chairs.

Mrs. Evans went back to her table where she continued to mark some papers.

After the test was done, Mrs. Evans did not even give them a break as she continued her lessons, almost rendering them lifeless.

Once the class was done, it was as if there was a group of zombies walking out from her class.

Erick looked tired with his half-opened eyes as he walked out of the class. Amber walked beside him, her hand covering her mouth, stifling her laughter.

Seeing how she was quite amused by all these, Erick slid his arm around her waist and placed his head on her shoulder. “I’m so mentally tired. Please comfort me.”

Amber rolled her eyes. She then tried to push his arm away from her waist but to no avail. She flushed red from embarrassment when she saw people were looking at them. “Let go, you’re embarrassing me,” she hissed.

Instead of releasing her, he nuzzled more, making her become more red in the face. “I don’t want to,” he whined.

“Erick” she said warningly.

Erick immediately released her and gave her a huge grin. He then grabbed her hand, trying to placate her with soothing words.

Hamish, who had just walked out of his class, saw them. He inwardly let out a sigh and he soon followed them from behind since after that, he has the same class as them.

That afternoon, Erick and Hamish do not have any practice since it was cancelled due to revision week. Although the final playoffs were not done yet, they had to finish their exams before they could participate in the game. This is when the coach and the other teachers would need to check the players’ exam results to see whether they were eligible to participate or not.

Hence why, instead of going to the football field, they were at the library, studying. Or at least, trying to study.

Amber was diligently trying to practice some questions in her notebook. But with Erick sitting beside her, fiddling with her strand of hair, it was kind of hard and very distracting.

Hamish was sitting across them, ignoring the dog food in front of him. He, too, was studying but he kept glancing at his phone, which he had placed on the table beside his book. From what Amber had recalled, before they had parted ways with the Cairin and Cesaro packs, Hamish had given Makena his phone number, making her promise to send him a text or something.

Looking at how he was constantly looking at his phone from time to time, it seems like she hasn’t contacted him. It wasn’t surprising for Amber since Makena had been living in a place where she has no technology and no one to talk with.

She was amazed and in awe at how strong Makena was, living in that sort of environment. A normal person would go insane, living there. What more for nearly ten years.

Makena basically has no childhood, other than just memories of being stabbed and used. It was fortunate that she wasn’t horribly s.e.x.u.a.lly abused.

Ignoring the young man beside her, Amber leaned closer to Hamish and asked him about the math equation that she has been trying to solve but failed.

Hamish looked up and then down at the notebook where she was pointing at the question she was asking about. He then turned to Erick, who was still twirling a strand of Amber’s hair around his fingers. “Why don’t you ask him? He’s better in maths than me.”

Amber rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t want to disturb him playing with my hair,” she said sarcastically.

Erick released her hair and leaned closer at her. He then whispered in her ear and said softly, “Are you that jealous of my attention to your hair?”

Amber rolled her eyes again as she pushed his face away. “Yeah, right,” she scoffed.

Erick then hugged her from the side and nuzzled deep between her shoulder and neck. “You smell good. It’s been awhile since I sniffed you.”

Amber pushed him again, feeling a bit frustrated. Ever since that little adventure, this wolf has been quite clingy to her. Although he knows his limits when she said enough is enough, it was still a bit disorienting. As much as she loves him, she did not expect that once he knew that she was fine with him being a shifter, something inside him just broke loose. He became more unrestrained in his feelings and touchy.

She inwardly sighed as she looked at Erick, who was now teaching her on how to solve the problem after she scolded him.

She then smiled to herself. It doesn’t matter. This just proved to her how much he does love her. Some people might not like this kind of love. But she does. A love like this is not wasted.