Battle Of Alphas

ing dark. All of a sudden, I caught sight of two bloodthirsty wolves glaring at me. Before I could even react, they started walking slowly towards me. I didn't know what I've done, neither did I

oth right before my face, with gritted teeth and murderou

e close to my ears, that was whe

Renee Malivert. She was beautiful. Brown hair, blue eyes, perfect smile. I envied her. "Why are y

re you doing in here anyways? You know if Kol catches you in here he'll be pissed." I shooed her off my bed, b

t her. "Yeah well, you can give him a good one, two... in the livi

inst the cool wood of the now closed door and sighed. "Happy 18t

ld have been up. No wonder Renee came in. I s

get dressed, run downstairs and make my way in and around the ki

as I did, my shoes screeching against the newly polished floor of the pack house. I made sure to do that last night whilst they were asleep. I reach the kitchen, shove my sweater into a far corner of the counter and began grabbing food out of the fridge. In 15 minutes I am frying b

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e from the fridge, apple and orange and leave them on the counter too. Lastly, I grabbed the utensils

the pack comes into the kitc

ing room table, others sit at the

finish, picking at my nails with my hand

tly cleared the table, wiped it up th

se, I wasn't lucky. When I had closed my bedroom door - if you could call a single mattress and a broken dresser a bedroom - behind me, I smashed into the hard chest of a person. That person being my brother, Ace. I kept m

f the driveway. My eye's were damp, but I wouldn't cry. Stepping out of the pack house, I watch

aggerated breath. Sometimes I wonder if Alpha Kol purposely made the order that no-one was t

shing down the hall. As I slide my shoes across the floor, I miss the door by about half a meter. I speed w

atched her huge arse melon's perfectly, stuck her foot out like she did every morning, a

re halted when I felt a piece of paper hit the corner of my cheek. I shut my eyes in frustration. Now what? I look around, looking for the gaze of someone waiting for me to open it. No one was meeting my eyes though, which was weird. They always make it clear if they've thrown it. Grabbing the paper, that strange feeling was there again. I open

hers in this school are blind or simply don't give a crap. The discipline in this school was close to none. No one ever gets suspended, even when they r

ays with screeching teenage girls, and annoyingly stupid blonde barbie whore's, who were all surrounding my pack members. The one's who just happen to be the Jocks

as the last time I shifted since I am no longer allowed to. My parent's died that year. Another wave of the scent hit me and I found myself smiling. This scent, meant

m. Adrenaline started to run through along with a painful pull I felt toward him. Please no. My hands were freezing all of a sudden, it stung enough th

ll, I don't understand how you can call yourself a werewolf. You have to know by now that you're nothing but a small piece in this pack. And I can't even begin to understand why I was paired with you as a mate." He slams his fist on the locker, right by my ear. And then, in a deeply chilling voice he states, "I formally reject you, Katerina Bathas, a