CHAPTER 12

( Charlotte’s POV )

"It's game time," Jasmine remarks sarcastically.

We walk to the school's auditorium, passing by a bunch of chattering students. Some of the pupils have thick accents that make their English incomprehensible. It doesn't shock me as much seeing as werewolves come from different parts of the world.

I glance at Jasmine and notice her bitterly analyzing our peers.

"I was right," she grumbles beside me. She straightens her posture, head high, and a daring expression plasters her face. If I didn't know her I'd assume she was soon to be alpha.

" It's literally the first juniors class and I can hear everyone's annoying, preppy voice. What a bunch of fakes," she tells me with a pissed voice.

We finally reached the auditorium, and with the help of Jasmine's height, she was able to easily detect my brother and our other pack members comfortably situated in their own seats.

I hurriedly make my way towards them, carefully speed walking the stairs to avoid any clumsy injuries. Ax