Chapter 9: Undeniable Sparks

ALEXANDRIA

“Good day, Headmaster Sora,” the Alphas said in unison as they settled into their seats, causing me to purse my lips. Sora. Even his name carried a sense of popularity. 

His deep voice resonated through the hall once more. “It has been a month since the freshmen arrived on campus. How are you faring?” he asked. 

Murmurs rippled through the crowd while he listened with a smile. My gaze remained fixed on him. There was something familiar about him, but I couldn’t quite pinpoint it. Beyond his commanding aura, there was another depth in his eyes that intrigued me. 

“I hope you’ve already adjusted, because our Alpha Fest is about to commence.” 

With that, the murmurs escalated, growing louder with excitement. Yet, with a single raised hand, he silenced them all again. 

“This year will be special,” he continued. “There are far more stakes to contend for. We must prepare well and demonstrate to the world what Alphas are made of.” 

“Stakes?” I muttered under my breath, wondering what he meant. 

“It will be a long process, but rest assured, it will be both fun and thrilling. You will be divided into five groups, as is customary, consisting of freshmen, medians, and seniors, all led by an Alpha.”

“The lots will be drawn on Monday, after which the remaining Alphas will select their respective groups.”

I furrowed my brow at that, but it appeared the others were unbothered. I tugged on the hem of Zeus’s shirt, prompting him to turn towards me. 

“We get to choose which Alphas we want to join? Isn’t that unfair?” 

I thought I had managed to keep my voice low, but I forgot I wasn’t surrounded by ordinary wolves, but by Alphas. It felt as if all their gazes snapped to me. I bit my lip, glancing around. The Alphas in the front row were staring. Chase struggled to stifle his laughter, while Damon looked at me like I was prey. 

I shifted my attention back to the stage, but gasped softly when even Headmaster Sora’s gaze landed on me. With that, I focused on my lap instead. I just wanted the ground to swallow me whole. I wasn’t ready for this kind of attention, especially not on my first day here.  

Just as I was about to implode from embarrassment, the door swung open, letting in sunlight that flooded the gymnasium. 

Everyone’s eyes shifted to the entrance. 

Thank goodness for the distraction.

I also turned my head with a small, grateful smile, but that quickly morphed into a frown when I saw who had entered. 

Wyatt Frost. 

Dressed casually in a white shirt and sweatpants, he exuded a regal presence. He strode in without uttering a word, neither acknowledging his tardiness nor the attention he was getting.  

My heart began to race for an inexplicable reason as he approached our direction. I realized he was heading for the first row as well. 

He drew closer and closer, and for a fleeting moment, our gazes locked, causing my heart to race even faster. That scent—it was stronger than ever. 

I pushed the feeling aside for a moment and assessed the situation. When Zeus and I had entered late, it felt like everyone was roasting us alive with their stares. The professors had looked resentful too. 

Yet, with Wyatt, they seemed indifferent. I sighed and shook my head. It was evident he was one of the top Alphas here. 

Wyatt took a seat next to me, making me purse my lips. Of all the empty seats, he had to sit next to me? His scent and presence were already too distracting! 

Nomea stirred restlessly in my mind, but I suppressed her. 

‘Go to him! Go to him!’ she urged eagerly. 

‘Now’s not the time, Nomea,’ I countered through our link. 

Just because he was hot didn’t mean I was going to approach him. 

‘Please, Alexandria,’ she insisted. ‘We have to go to him.’ 

I shut her out and shook my head. She’d never been this boy-crazy before. What made Wyatt so special? 

With that thought, I scooted slightly away from him, nudging my shoulder against Zeus’s. 

I refocused on the front, where Headmaster Sora continued with his speech. 

“Your rankings will also be based on the Alpha Fest, so give it your all,” he said. 

The ranking—just another meaningless hierarchy the leaders of the land had established. Alpha Academy stood at the center of that hierarchy. Smaller packs, like ours, were expected to bow down to the more powerful ones, even when it was against our will. 

We had fewer resources, less support from the government, and minimal help from neighboring packs. 

Just then, my thoughts were interrupted by a sudden shaking. I frowned and turned to Wyatt, who was bouncing his leg up and down. My frown deepened as he pulled out his phone to text someone, seemingly indifferent to Headmaster Sora’s address. 

He continued bouncing despite my glare, prompting me to take a deep breath and calm myself. However, along with the shaking of his leg, he started tapping his finger on the bleachers, making my eye twitch. 

Gosh, he was annoyingly disruptive. 

Unable to hide it any longer, I reached over and placed my hand on his knee to still its restless bouncing. He frowned and turned to me, one eyebrow raised in confusion. At that moment, I was frozen, unable to move. 

“What are you doing?” he asked with a frown. 

Once again, I found myself at a loss for words, as Nomea resurfaced just then. Along with her return, I could no longer deny the truth—the sparks crawling through my arms were very real. 

‘Mate,’ Nomea purred in my mind, ‘Our mate is here.’ 

I quickly withdrew my hand from his knee and turned to Zeus, who was observing our interaction with both fear and curiosity. 

“Assembly dismissed,” Headmaster Sora announced, and the Alphas rose, filing out of the gym. Wyatt also stood, disappearing into the tide of people, his presence lost in the crowd. 

“Alex, let’s go.” 

I remained in my seat, paralyzed, struggling to comprehend what had just occurred. 

Mate? I found it hard to believe I had met my mate in this place. And he was none other than Wyatt Frost. 

You've got to be kidding me! 

‘Our mate is so handsome, right?’ Nomea chimed in, sounding excited. 

No, it can’t be real. This has to be a lapse in judgment. 

I needed confirmation. 

“Alex?” Zeus called out to me again, concern creeping into his voice. 

I gathered my resolve, standing without looking at him, my focus locked on Wyatt’s broad back as he moved through the crowd of Alphas. At that moment, I was grateful for my smaller stature, which allowed me to weave through the crowd more easily—though it still proved to be a challenge. 

“Alex!” Zeus called out from behind me, but I couldn’t afford to focus on him right now. 

My mind was set on one thing: I had to be sure. There was no way, right? I had always imagined my mate coming from a small pack like mine, perhaps a Theta like me. The Moon Goddess couldn’t have paired me with one of the strongest Alphas in the land! 

“Why are his legs so long?” I muttered, watching as he reached the end of the hallway, widening the gap between us. 

I quickened my pace, a sense of triumph rising within me as I finally caught up. I reached out, gripping his arm to halt him. He spun around, frowning and glaring at me, confusion written across his features. 

Yet all I could concentrate on was the exhilarating sparks dancing through my arms, confirming the truth I had dreaded. 

Fuck. 

Wyatt Frost is my mate.