Ava: The Alpha King Princess

  ** Alpha king Vega laid beside his Luna that night but couldn't sleep. His chest felt heavy with worries. His wolf have been restless ever since report of rogue activities were seen around his borders. Alpha Vega didn’t like the fact that, rogues could dare hunt in his territory even though there is an already existing treaty signed by their ancestors to keep them off. It Seemed their new Alpha was hell bent on breaking it off with no regards. Ever since their appearance at the King's border. Strange things have been happening that could only point to them and further putting his already disturbed mind on total overdrive. A young pup had been found dead just a week ago. His young body mutilated and left at the boundary for his parent to find while he was out hunting on his own. That incident has left a bitter taste in his mouth and fear among his pack members who had attributed most of the recent killings to an unknown wolf hunt

**I was pulled out of my slumber abruptly by the constant ringing of my alarm. I reached over and turned it off before placing it back against the side table. It was already 7:30am and school was scheduled for 8am.First week in school and am already going to arrive late and have the whole class stare at me like the freshman I really am.That's just great!I jumped out of bed and ran to my wardrobe and picked out the first piece of outfit i could lay my hands on. It was a knee length floral gown my mom got me for my fifteen birthday last summer.The temperature out there is like minus zero degree and close to freezing as it was the beginning of winter so I pulled out my black leather jacket and proceeded to laying them neatly across the bed before retrieving my black ankle boots from under the bed.My bag pack containing my school essentials was already waiting across the table. I was actually sensible enough to arrange everything I would b

**"Yes? Miss Michael. What is so funny? Care to share with the rest of us?" Mr. Jack had said. His left brow raised at me."Uh, am sorry" I muttered."Sorry about what exactly? That am busy teaching and you were laughing about God knows what?""I'm sorry Mr. Jack. It won't happen again""Of course it won't and that's why you will have to turn in a five page essay on why you won't do it again before the end of the week" He said with a puff of breath and I just screamed mentally.What?He has seriously got to be kidding me right now.Five page essay on why I won't do it again? Can’t he just take my word for it?"Is either that or detention"Well- I can see that he is dead serious right now and am not about to argue with him on the matter either.He had a stern look on his face that says, don't dare me so pick wisely.I guess detention it is because there is no way am going to write a five page e

** Kara was nowhere in sight when I went looking for her. I lost track of her for just a moment and she has disappeared into thin air. Can this night get any worst? I pulled out my phone and dialed her number but it just kept ringing away. I doubt she could hear her phone ringing, given how loud and noisy the place was. I decided to head upstair in search of Kara, hoping to find her there. The first room I found was empty. I proceeded to the next and found two drunk teenagers sucking at each other faces with sloppy kisses and trying to get it on.  I retreated back the same way I got in and quickly hurry out the door unnotic

 As if last night sermon wasn't enough. My mom made sure I had an earful at breakfast this morning while my dad kept chipping in every now and then in support.And part of the punishment for being grounded is having to survive a whole week without my phone and television plus 7pm curfew with zero access to the internet for a week is really the height of it. Depression doesn't even come close to how I feel. My heart is broken with every bit of its scattered fragment buried deep into the mud.I left home for school feeling like a fun part of my life have been stripped off me and am being thrown into the medieval world to face it with clubs and bows.Only difference is, this is the twenty first century and phone is a basic necessity. Maybe not for my parent who totally believe one can actually do without it in a matter of just one week.Pessssh!I wouldn't be this pissed off if I had other alternatives but my life is as borin