Chapter 12

Agatha’s POV

The moment I stepped through the college gates, everything around me felt dull.

The sky looked grey, even though the sun was shining. The students around me laughed and rushed to their classes, but it all sounded far away. All I could hear was the same thought, again and again:

He got engaged to Lya… and I didn’t even see it coming. One week ago, he was just ignoring my texts. Now he’s someone else’s future Alpha.

A part of me still couldn’t believe it.

Another part was already planning how to destroy it.

It’s not over. Not yet.

With Fenrik’s help, I knew I could stop that wedding. I didn’t care if the whole pack thought I was crazy. I would do anything—anything—to make Rhunar see that I was the one. Not just a friend. Not just some weak omega.

I tightened my grip on my books and picked up my pace.

Today was exam day. I had to focus.

As I reached the classroom door, my heart was already pounding. Not from nerves, but because I was two minutes late. Just two. Please let them be lenient this time.

I reached for the door handle.

“Miss Morrow,” a voice stopped me cold. “You’re late.”

I turned around slowly.

The one teacher in the entire school who seemed to have something personal against me. He stood there with his usual judging stare, glasses low on his nose, arms folded like he was waiting to ruin my day.

“I’m only two minutes late, Professor,” I said gently. “Please let me in. I’m ready for the exam.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Two minutes late is still late. Just because you hang around the Alpha’s family doesn’t mean you are one of them. Now turn around and go home.”

I froze. My stomach twisted. “Sir, please. This exam is important. I need it to move to the next semester.”

He shook his head. “Rules are rules. Leave.”

I looked past him. Some students were too busy with their exam to care. Others just watched. Some whispered.

Just then, another student came rushing down the hall—ten minutes late—and handed him a note. He nodded and let her inside like it was nothing.

I blinked.

“Seriously?” I said, louder than I meant to. “You just let her in!”

Professor Dale turned back to me with a sneer. He stepped closer, lowering his voice so no one else could hear. “Do you know why I don’t waste time on you, Miss Morrow? Because you’re weak. You can’t even shift. You’re just a useless omega clinging to people above your class. Let me give you some advice—go be a maid, like your mother was. That’s the only future your kind gets in this pack.”

His words hit like ice. They burned deeper than anything I’d ever heard. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t blink. I didn’t cry, not this time, but the ache inside my chest spread like fire.

I forced myself to speak.

“Everyone in this pack deserves an education. Even omegas.”

He laughed. “Education? What job do you think you’ll get, omega? You’re the weakest I’ve ever seen. Even humans are stronger.”

I opened my mouth to say something—but then I heard a voice behind me.

Smooth, calm, dangerous.

“Really, is that how you talk to your students, Professor?”

The voice came from the back of the hallway, calm but strong, and unmistakably familiar.

I turned my head slowly, and there he was.

Fenrik Vale.

Leaning against the doorframe like he owned the place, arms crossed over his chest, one brow slightly raised, and a look in his eyes that made everyone go silent.

Professor Dale stiffened. “Mr. Vale. What are you doing here?”

Fenrik stepped forward, his boots echoing on the tile floor. “I came to drop something off, but instead, I found a professor tearing down a student. Now, that doesn’t sound like the pack’s proud college, does it?”

The class grew quiet. All eyes were on us now. No one dared to move. Even the girl who had walked in late without being stopped looked down at her desk.

“This is none of your business, Mr. Vale,” Professor Dale said sharply, though his voice wasn’t as firm as before.

“Oh, I think it is,” Fenrik said. “Because the last time I checked, education was for everyone in this pack. And unless the rules have changed, I don’t remember a law that says omegas should be denied an exam because of their status.”

Professor Dale adjusted his glasses. “She was late. Rules are rules.”

“Then why did you let the other girl in?” Fenrik asked simply.

Silence.

I stood there, still frozen, My chest was tight. My fingers numb.

“I think you owe Agatha an apology,” Fenrik said quietly, his tone now calm but deadly serious.

The professor's face turned red, but he didn’t speak.

“I said,” Fenrik repeated, “apologize.”

Professor Dale looked at me like I was dirt under his shoe. “Apologies, Mrs Morrow” he mumbled through clenched teeth.

Fenrik turned to me. “Go write your exam, omega.”

The way he said it made the word “omega” feel like a crown instead of a curse.

I blinked. “Thank you,” I whispered, then walked past the professor and into the classroom, ignoring the whispers, ignoring the stares. I sat down at the last empty desk.

As I wrote my paper, my hands still slightly trembling, my heart beat for something else entirely.

Not Rhunar.

Not for once.

But for the boy who called me “omega”

Everyone calls me omega but when Fenrik calls me it feels different.