From Fat Girl to Fated Mate Chapter 08

From Fat Girl to Fated Mate Chapter 08

I jerked away as if I’d been burned. 

Ethan strode into the room, radiating Alpha 

dominance. 

Jessica forced a smile. “Ethan, this is girl stuff. 

Stay out of it.” 

“Girl stuff? Bullying a student in broad daylight 

damages this entire school’s reputation. That is 

my business.” 

She dropped the act and played the victim. “But 

Ethan… you never used to care about this kind of 

thing.” 

Yeah. Since when did he care? 

Ignoring her, he glanced at me. “You’re Josie, 

right?” 

I nodded. 

“Last name?” 

“Vance.” 

Ethan smiled. 

My wolf sensed something wrong. I stepped back 

instinctively. 

He looked past me and turned to face Jessica. 

“Starting today, Josie’s business is my business.” 

Jessica screamed, “Have you lost your mind?” 

Honestly, I was thinking the same thing. 

He called the administration office; within 

minutes, school officials arrived. Ethan laid out the 

entire situation, and their faces turned grim. 

The squad members were escorted away. 

Suspension was a done deal, no question about it. 

I didn’t want to stick around. I thanked Ethan and 

turned to leave. 

He blocked my way. 

“So,” he said, something almost hungry in his eyes, 

“that ballet competition three years ago, that little 

dancer. That was you, wasn’t it?” 

I hesitated. “I…” 

He inhaled sharply. “It was you. I’ve been looking for you for three years.” 

It was too much. 

I stepped back. “I don’t know what you’re talking 

about.” 

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that day 

since I saw you dance.” He moved closer, backing 

me into a corner. 

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to say to 

you. And I need to say it now.” 

My hands clenched into fists. 

“Yeah?” I gave a bitter smile. “What is it? Another 

warning to stay away from you? Or more advice to 

lose weight so men won’t avoid me?” 

Ethan froze. 

I elbowed his arm. “Move. Please.” 

He flinched, then grabbed my wrist. 

“I didn’t mean it like that. I just… I didn’t recognize 

you. I had no idea that was you.” 

“But that’s exactly what you meant. If you hadn’t 

recognized me today, if I wasn’t that dancer from 

three years ago, I’d still just be a disgusting, 

greasy stalker to you.” 

“And you weren’t wrong, were you? That’s still what 

you think.” 

Ethan went pale. 

“I’m sorry, Josie. I didn’t mean it. I swear. I finally 

found you again. My wolf chose you. Please don’t hate me. I’ll make it up to you. I’ll do anything.” 

I sighed. “Ethan, you don’t have to beg.” 

“You don’t understand.” His grip on my hand 

tightened. “Josie… I never forgot about you.” 

It was too intense. My cheeks burned. Words 

caught in my throat. 

Then an icy voice came from the doorway. 

“Looks like I came at a bad time.”