Drawn

KAELYN

Commander Stone burned to look at me, a sterner gaze on his face. I sighed as I placed my fingers on each other, staring down…at my shoes.

“Lying against the Prime Alpha Prince is a great offence, Altair.”

They would never believe me. Exactly because of that position, the prime alpha prince. I gritted my teeth in defiance but I don't dare look up.

Evren Vael. Trust me when I say I would get back at you for what you did today.

“Ten frog jumps, Altair. If you take a rest, you start all over again.”

I bit my lips so hard I felt blood in my lips.

“Do you…understand?”

“Yes–” my eyes pinned on Evren, “Commander Stone.”

He titled his head, nodding me off, “Go on. You have ten minutes until the class starts.”

My laps hurt badly as I did the frog jumps. It's not as easy as I thought it would be, not with Commander Stone staring at me from the front of the class.”

He had enough time to pay to me for someone who is a commander.

I looked away as I did the eighth jump.

“Hey.” Someone called, walking towards me, “Water.” He muttered, shaking a tumbler.

It's Finn. No.

Alpha Prince Finn.

I looked away, jumping for the ninth time.

Oh my days.

“You know…” he started as I'm about to do the tenth jump, “It's rude for you to ignore an alpha prince. Most especially in somewhere like Storm Academy.”

I did the tenth jump and this time my legs give way. I fall down, lying down wide as I look at the sky. It's blue. Normal. Like the sky of every other places, but Storm Academy was not like anywhere.

I sighed as I got up from the ground and turned to look at Finn. “I appreciate the fact that you helped me during the fight, but you are an Alpha prospect, you shouldn't have anything to do with me.”

He smirked, “Says who? I can have anything with anyone as long as I am here.”

My eyes narrowed.

Don't tell me…this prince is gay?

“Do you want to be my trusted aide?” He suddenly asked and I sucked in a deep breath, breathing better. The thought that he might be gay almost made the living daylight bolt out of me.

“No, thank you.” I walked away from him before he could say anything else. The class is quiet as I walked into it, my legs shaky.

With my wolf being depressed, I can't help but be weak when I do something strenuous.

I took my seat among the students slowly. The Alpha Prospects are no longer here, probably in their own class.

“Battle Arts.” He scribbled on the board.

“As you all may or may not know, I'm Commander Stone, Master of Battle Arts. There is little to nothing to be taught in a classroom like this. All of our trainings are going to be in the field.” His eyes fell on me, “And lateness would not be accepted. It doesn't matter who or what is the cause for that. If you get to my trainings late three times, be rest assured that you…would… be expelled from Storm.”

My chest caught.

Expelled?

For lateness to classes?

I looked around.

Everyone seemed to be comfortable with these rules. Was that how it was over here?

I sucked in a deep breath. If I want to survive, I better listened to the first of Evren's commands.

“Do you have any question?”

I raised up my hands before anyone.

Commander Stone raised his brows as he stared at me. “Altair?”

Everyone turned to look at me.

What?

Am I not wolfistic enough to ask questions?

“Come on. Ask.” He paid his full attention to me. I jumped down from my seat slowly as I walked to stand at the podium.

My fingers stabbed into my palms as I cleared my throat.

A manly voice.

An expressionless face.

“How can we, if we ever want to, join the student council?”

Commander Stone stared at me for a long minute before he blinked, “What?”

“I said–”

“Don't bother repeating yourself.” He cut me off, “The opportunity of joining the student council is given by merit, Kaelyn and not by choice. Just because you want to be one of them doesn't mean you can…. be one of them.”

“What kind of merits?” I asked.

He smirked, “Are you interested?”

I nodded.

“Then work hard.” He said and walked out of the class.

Work hard?

That wasn't a definite answer.

What entailed working hard? What kind of hard work? Training or studies? I blinked as I turned back to the class and all of them are staring at me like I'd grown two to four horns.

I twitched my lips, before I summoned the courage and walked out.

It was time for lunch anyway.

*

“So you mean to say…forever and ever, the head of the student council would be the Prime Alpha Prince?” I asked.

“Hmm. Only when there isn't a Prime Alpha Prince yet…would there be a substitute and he would just be a stand in.” Davyn said.

I narrowed my eyes as I stared at the intricately designed and beautiful table at the end of the cafeteria.

Only for the student council.

Another table was directly opposite. Which was for the Alpha Prospects which were not in the Student council. Those two sitting furnitures cost a lot of fortune which these others can not even compare to.

I shook my head as I bite into my food. In this Academy, the student council holds as much power as the Alpha prospect but the ultimate one of Storm Academy was in someone's hand.

Evren Vael.

So why did Kaiven….why did Kaiven have to be friends with him of all people to choose?

“This is the first time I'm friends with a prospect.” Mason said, breaking into my thoughts.

For Mason, friends with a prospect was like gold.

For Kaiven, friends….. with the prime alpha…

“Oh my goodness!” My hands hit the table as I jerk off my seat.

It's power.

Kaiven and Evren, it's solid power.

I got it.

I smirked as my eyes land on Evren, but then he's staring back at me. And Finn. And the white haired guy.

I looked around.

And all the students are staring at me.