Finn shifted behind me, tense. “Seth…” he whispered warily. l ignored them, my gaze fixed past the wolves, locking onto a figure who had just entered through the other cafeteria door, Ronan. Beside him was Alpha Asher, the only one Ronan ever seemed to keep close.
Ronan’s eyes landed on me almost instantly.
Then, from another door, Dante appeared, his attention snapping toward the scene. Whispers spread like wildfire across the room.
“What the hell are you staring at, you attention-seeking mutt?” one of the Alphas snarled, grabbing my collar and yanking me toward him.
Both Ronan and Dante moved simultaneously, but before they could even take two steps, I raised my voice.
“Alpha Gideon!”
The Alpha instructor strode into the cafeteria, his sharp gaze locking onto the wolf gripping my collar.”What the hell is going on here?” Alpha Gideon demanded, his voice like a whip crack. The very air seemed to shrink with his presence.
The Alpha holding me dropped his hand immediately and lowered his head. “N-nothing, Alpha. Seth and I… we were just messing around,” he stammered, forcing a casual laugh and throwing an arm around my shoulders – though his eyes promised retribution if I dared speak.
Bad move.
My wolf stirred, fully provoked by the insult, by the threat, by the audacity.
“Messing around by grabbing my collar and calling me names?” I smiled coldly, jerking his hand off me. “I don’t even know your name,”! added, meeting his fearful eyes, “..Alpha Bully.”
A thick, stunned silence swept the cafeteria.
Alpha Gideon’s expression darkened. “Bully?” he repeated dangerously.
The Alpha broke into a cold sweat, his friends paling beside him.
Alpha Gideon’s growl rumbled through the room. “My office. Now.
Alpha Abraham. Let’s see how your father enjoys reading your expulsion letter – written in beautiful, bold letters.”
And with that, the instructor turned and left.
Five seconds later, Abraham grabbed my collar again. Harder this time. The sound of stitches tearing reached my ears.
“You little fucker!” he spat, his face twisted in rage. “How dare you set me up like that?!”
He raised his hand to strike, but I was faster. I slammed my forehead into his nose, hearing the crunch of bone.”Argh!” he howled, staggering back, blood streaming down his face.
“I gave you a chance to walk away by sticking to the rules,” I muttered, adjusting my torn collar. “You lost it.”
Gasps rippled through the cafeteria.
Abraham’s face contorted with pure fury. “YOU SON OF A-“
He charged at me.
I dodged cleanly, side-kicking him in the head before he could even think about shifting. His body hit the ground hard, a groan leaving his lips.
The entire cafeteria stared. I didn’t even glance at Abraham.
My gaze found Dante first, then Ronan.
Only then did I lower my eyes to the groaning wolf at my feet.
“Don’t be an attention-seeking mutt, like you said, Alpha Abraham,” I drawled coolly. “Why don’t you go call Number One and Number Two – the ones you were so proudly gossiping about? Because me?”I paused, locking eyes with Ronan across the room.
“I don’t need anyone.”
SERAPHINA
“Don’t slow down!!” the Alpha instructor’s voice thundered across the training grounds.
The sun beat down mercilessly, turning sweat into a second skin as it dripped from my brow. My arms trembled with every push-up, but l didn’t stop. had already shattered my own record, pushed past my Limits-but there was no room for weakness here. Around me, the others panted and grunted, their bodies just as strained, but no one dared slack off under the sharp gaze of the instructors.
“Thirty more!” the drill instructor barked. “Now!”
I gritted my teeth and pushed through the burn, my breath labored, my muscles screaming. It had been three straight days of relentless physical training-no combat trials, just raw endurance. Sprints over rocky hills, endless circuits of jumps from brutal heights, push-ups until our arms gave out.
“We’re taking a two-minute break,” the Alpha finally announced.
Everyone instantly collapsed, and I was no exception. I dropped to the ground, my body thrumming from the punishment we’d been put through. Training here was ruthless. Worse than I ever imagined.
As I tried to catch my breath, hushed voices were carried to me from a distance.
“That little mutt isn’t what he looks like,” one Alpha sneered. “He’s pure cunning behind that bitch-like innocent face.”
Another growled, low and dangerous, “I swear, l’ll kill him the first chance I get. First Jordan, now Abraham. Both expelled because of that motherfucker, Darven. He’ll pay in blood.”I slowly opened my eyes, the weight of unspoken hostility settling over me like a second wind. I had felt it for days now, ever since Alpha Abraham was thrown out. The looks, the whispers, the hatred they all led back to me.
Most of the Alphas looked at me like they wanted to rip me apart.
I didn’t care. Let them stay away from me out of fear, resentment, or twisted respect. As long as they stayed away, I didn’t give a damn. But I wasn’t stupid, I knew the peace wouldn’t last. The real threat hadn’t even begun.
I sat up slowly, my gaze drifting to Dante. He was still doing push-ups, his form perfect, his movements sharp and controlled like a machine.
His body was monstrous, like pain had never touched him. But his eyes
His cold, displeased blue eyes hadn’t left me.
He hadn’t spoken to me since that day. Since my indirect, yet unmistakable warning: Don’t get in my way.
He’d heard it loud and clear. But his fury was simmering just beneath the surface. The flare of his aura, the sharpness in his gaze-it was all there. He didn’t like being dismissed.
Not by anyone.
Especially not by me.
I could feel the heat of his anger even from a distance.
And then there was Ronan.
“Here,” Finn’s voice cut in gently, breaking my train of thought. He tossed me a water bottle.
caught it just in time and looked up to find him drenched in sweat, his chest heaving slightly from the run. “Thanks,” I offered a breathless smile.
He sat beside me on the dry grass, brushing sweat from his brow. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” I replied, unscrewing the cap.
“Why don’t you take off your shirt during training? Even during push-ups, you keep it on.”
I nearly choked. The water stuck in my throat, and for a moment, I forgot how to swallow or spit it out. Most of the Alphas tossed their shirts aside during training. I was the only one still fully dressed, my shirt soaked through, sticky and uncomfortable. I hated it, but I had no choice.
1 met his gaze and calmly replied, “Since I was a kid, I’ve never been comfortable showing skin.”
His brows furrowed. “Were you… assaulted? Molested?”
I blinked, taken aback by the bluntness. Molested? Me?
My wolf chuckled bitterly in my head. How about we tell him how the molesters left the pack without their limbs?
I forced a small smile.
“Something like that,” I lied.
Before Finn could speak again, Cassius tossed a training bag toward him with an arrogant smirk. “Carry that for me, will you?”
Reed followed up with a scoff. “And grab my water while you’re at it.
Be useful for once.”
Without a word, Finn stood and did as they asked. I watched, silently. I had noticed how they treated him, like a damn errand boy.
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