Chapter 3

EMAL'S POV

Still in school, Blake tilts my head up forcefully and asks me to stand up. I resist with hope that the teacher would come in soon.

Though the presence of a teacher would mean nothing, it's better as it will serve as a distraction to the whole class entirely. I raise my hand up glancing at my wristwatch and sigh inwardly.

"It's time for the teacher to be in class already. What's taking him or her so long?"

"Are you waiting for someone? The teacher?" Blake asks mockingly.

"I think someone should tell the absentee that the teacher would not be coming anytime soon." Blake says while still holding my face and facing the class. Another giggle and round of laughter resounds in the class.

"What was I waiting for in the first place?" I ask no one but myself.

"Can you please go back to your seat? This is my territory and I didn't cross the line." I say hoping he would just desist from his evil plans and leave me to myself. Well, it turned out to be just hope.

"What did you say? Your territory? Who owns this place you're sitting? I'm in control of this whole class and I can do whatever I like with it and to the people in it." he punches my shoulder continuously in an unpainful but irritating way.

"Now stand up," he orders, expecting me to obey him like a tamed dog. Well, you can say I am one because I immediately stand up for fear of getting on his bad side.

"Good, that's how you do it. I give orders and you obey without a second thought." he almost spits on my face making me begin to get impatient and angry. Yet, I didn't do a thing.

Everyone in the class laughs and makes fun of me making me feel sad. Blake sees this and holds my fist, punching himself on the chest with my hand.

"Wow, you can get angry too? Then hit me, hit me, hit me if you dare, hit me!"

Still, I didn't do anything and just stand there full of embarrassment in front of my classmates. Both the human and the wolves among them make jest of me greatly.

"You see, you can't do anything and you're nothing but a coward. Coward! What future Alpha are you? Your dad must be silly for thinking you could be the next Alpha. What a dreamy family."

And that is it, his words anger me to the core and that turns the point of no return for me. I raise my face glaring at him. I can feel my eyes change because everyone gasps at the current sight of me but I don't care.

I ball my fist and punch Blake in the face. How dare he call my father just anyhow? Saying my father is silly got me mad and I feel like tearing him apart. If only I can do so.

"What audacity?" he wants to intimidate me but I'm angrier than he ever expects. He punches my lips and my lips begin to bleed after feeling a slight pain.

The sight of my blood only angers me the more and I can't stand it again. I rush several blows at him and he also rushes blows at me. We roll on the floor, stand up, hit each other, and send several continuous blows at each other.

The whole class is turned upside down as everyone moves far away from us, cheering Blake on. Then, I begin to feel tired. Blake isn't anywhere near tired as he's got the strength.

Given that we are in class, Blake didn't change into his wolf which saves me from getting injured by his strongest form. Else, I have no idea what would become of me

"What's going on here?" a thick voice yells and everything goes silent. With that, I feel relieved. Though, I can't tell whose voice it is since I wasn't paying attention to it, I can tell it is someone with authority.

"What's going on here?." the question is repeated and immediately, Luke, one of Blake's friends begins to speak saying I started it first and I'm at fault. To back it up, they show the authority a video of what happened.

Truth to be told, I punch Blake first but I am not at fault in any way. If he hadn't provoked me, I wouldn't have laid a finger on him. I didn't defend myself as the authority stares at me due to the great pain that seep through my body. I stare back instead.

Apparently, I know what's next. I will have to go to the detention room for the whole day to serve as punishment and I simply go ahead without complaint or being told.

Silently, I pray for a miracle. I imagine myself suddenly getting strong and getting back at Blake, defeating him in public, and showing him that I'm more than capable to be the next Alpha.

I make attempt to feel my powers and see if I can make use of it but I feel nothing. Dejectedly, I sit at a corner of the room and curl myself up, leaning my back on the wall.

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UNKNOWN POV

Lord Forlock College has always been my dream school and I have always wished to attend the school but never had the chance not until I received a sponsorship from. one of the philanthropists in Alacia.

I'm currently sixteen and I live with my grandma. We're poor and sometimes find it difficult to fill our bellies. After I luckily met the philanthropist who helped me with my educational dreams, he also helped me and my grandma settle down in an environment better than where we lived but I never let my grandma know how I got help.

Instead, I told her I got the money from the petty job I did before gaining admission into my dream college. Today is my first day at school and I am very anxious.

For the first time in my entire life, I will be meeting so many people whom I know nothing of and nothing of their character. Never have I associated with so many people as I've always been refrained from mingling with others. As far as I can remember, it should be right from when I was a baby.

I dressed early for school and boarded the first morning bus for school students. Luckily, I wasn't late. I got to the gate of the big school and looked up at the sky. Silently, I muttered a short prayer hoping for a good day.

I entered the school and was directed by the security at the gate to where my class would be. As smart as I am, I had no difficulty in finding it. To my advantage, no one noticed me and I was grateful for that.

I took a vacant seat on the right side of the class and silently observed what others were doing. They seemed to be nice people at first until a boy comes in. From the way he looks, he should be my age mate.

He's tall and handsome with no expression on his face.

"What an angel!" I screamed in my mind at the sight of his beauty.

He didn't even take a look at anyone and bounces to another vacant seat at the rear of the class.

"So arrogant." I hiss lightly. How could he not speak to them since they were classmates? Not long after he sat down, another boy marches toward him and I focus my attention on them. He says something to the handsome boy which I didn't hear. Suddenly, everyone in the class starts laughing.

"What's funny?" I want to ask but keep mute.

"Hit me, hit me......" I hear the words clearly this time and it dawn on me that the boy is being bullied.

"What's wrong with him? Is he a fool? Can't he fight back?" I blame the handsome boy until I see him punch the other boy in the face.

"Yes, that's the spirit." I cheer him inaudibly. It seems like I am the only one who is cheering him on. Strange! But I don't care. I'm not a fan of fights, neither am I an advocate of bullies and injustice. I want to assist the boy when the fight between them intensifies, however I stop myself.

"For heaven's sake, I'm still new in the school and I can't meddle into the matter just anyhow."

No one is doing anything and the boy seems to be in pain as he can't stand the blows of the other. I stand up and leave the class for what seems like a staff room and I report the incident hoping for them to save the boy.

When the teacher finally enters, the surprising thing is that the handsome boy got sent out of the class and the bully himself remained in class. What injustice!

I couldn't say anything and remained in my seat.

"After all, Lord Forlock might not be how I thought it is."