2: In the academy

CHAPTER TWO

~DAPHNE~

I jumped up in joy, screaming at the top of my voice. I had applied for the scholarship some months back and had forgotten about it when I didn’t hear from them again. I was surprised to receive such pleasant news.

“And what the hell are you screaming about?” Derek frowned, folding his arms.

“I just got a scholarship to Majesty Academy! Isn’t that amazing!” My heart was full of happiness and gratitude.

“I don’t believe you!” Derek snatched the phone from me, his eyes bulging out as he read the content of the mail.

“Wait a minute! It’s true!”

“How the hell did you get the scholarship?” Dominique stared at me, his eyes flickering in disbelief.

“I applied like everyone else,”

“Wait a minute! How will money for Dylan’s treatment keep coming in if you’re caught up playing around in a fancy academy?” Derek’s face creased in a tight frown. “Or do you want him to die just like mum and dad?”

The smile on my face disappeared.

“How can you say that?” Hurt flashed through my eyes.

“He’s right,” Dominique sighed. “Majesty Academy is an Elite school. I’m sure they wouldn’t have given you a scholarship if they discovered what you do online. So how do you plan to continue over there? We can’t let Dylan die,”

I paused, trying to think about what they said. Dylan’s treatment cost a lot of money and if I continue being a pornstar in school and I get caught, my scholarship will be revoked and I’ll get kicked out of the school. Derek and Dominique's measly salary is barely enough to feed so they couldn’t offer much help.

“Remember we don’t have vaginas so we can’t touch ourselves online like you do and get free money,” Derek chipped in.

“There are male pornstars. You can start your own channel, after all, you know all the links,”

“You'd better watch your big mouth!” Derek pointed at my face. “No wonder you killed mum and dad and you’re about to kill Dylan too,”

“Enough!” Dominique yelled. “Now’s not the time for this,”

I was hurt by that statement, but I decided to swallow my feelings.

“If I graduate from Majesty Academy, I’m going to get a good honourable job and life will become better. How long will I be a pornstar?”

“Dylan needs treatment now! We can’t wait till you graduate. Figure something out if you want to go to a fancy school. We’ll give you a moment to think about it. Let’s go, Derek,” Dominique muttered and together, they walked out of the room.

I sat on my bed, my mind deep in thought. I can’t pass up the opportunity to go to Majesty Academy, it’s every Wolf’s dream school.

I made my decision. I would go to the academy and find a way to come online as a masked pornstar. I will not waste such a golden opportunity. Who knows, maybe I might even find my mate.

I went to the hospital to visit Dylan. Even though all my brothers didn’t like me, he was the nicest to me. As the eldest, he sometimes cautioned Derek when he was mean to me. Since my parents died, I have constantly tried to prove myself to my three brothers; maybe they wouldn’t blame me so much for my parents' death if I worked hard but that never happened. For once, I want to do something for me.

I informed Dylan of my admission and left the hospital to pack my bags.

It was finally the day to leave for the Academy. I woke up very early, grinning like someone who had won a lottery.

“Make sure to keep sending money!” Derek said to me.

“Don’t embarrass us,” was all Dominique said with a shrug. I nodded and put my box in a cab and off I went. I couldn’t wait to experience what the school had in store for me.

Soon, I got to the school. I was greeted with a high golden gate, towering into the sky. It was guarded by heavily armed security with intimidating faces.

I showed them my digital admission letter and my fingerprint was captured on the machine before I was allowed to enter.

As I stood in front of Majesty Academy, I couldn’t help but shed tears of joy.

“I’m finally here,” I said to myself, gazing at the royal tower standing in front of me. It looked like a castle from a royal palace. A beautiful water fountain was in front of the school and behind it was a towering white building with the statue of a wolf in front of it.

The floor was completely tiled except for the areas where blossoming flowers grew. There was only one word to describe this place—Majestic. It did live up to its name after all. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

I paused as my fingers caressed the part that hurt—it was my birthmark—shaped like an infinity sign. Mum told me I was born with it before she died and up until now, it has never hurt. The pain suddenly left and I let out a sigh. Maybe it’s simply the stress of moving to a new environment.

I swiftly dragged my box after asking my way around to Sapphire Hall, according to what I had seen on my admission letter.

As I moved, I could see some of the students moving around, all dressed in their beautiful uniforms. A luxury white shirt with a high-quality checkered green and black short skirt or pants. I couldn’t wait to be in those.

I hurried off to the hostel, a tall grey building, and walked up to the lady at the front desk, a woman who looked like she was in her forties, chewing gum loudly that you could hear all the way from outside.

She was focused on checking something on the laptop before her. I cleared my throat loudly.

“Excuse me! Please I just got here and I’d like to know my room,”

“Name!” She said nonchalantly without lifting her head from the screen.

“Daphne Gatlin,”

The sound of the keyboard keys filled the air as she typed and there was a pause.

“Transfer student?”

“Yeah,”

The woman suddenly looked up at me, staring at me from head to toe.

“You do look like a transfer student,” she said with a bored expression.

“Excuse me?” I glanced at what I was wearing. I was dressed in a nice oversized button shirt and baggy pants. I looked good to the best of my knowledge.

“Anyway,” she opened the drawer and brought out a key card. “You can call me Mrs Nelson. Do not contact me at night because I have a life too,”

She handed me my sleek key card. It had my room number, room “25” plastered on it.

“Go straight and turn left, your room is at the end of the hall,”

“Um, sorry but how can I get my uniform?”

She shot me a blank look. “How do rooms and uniforms relate? Ask your classmates about that. I don’t have any information about such,”

“Okay thank you,” I said and dragged my box through the hallway. It looked like a luxury hotel hallway with chandeliers in the ceiling and nice doors on both sides.

I can’t believe I would be living here.

Just as I was heading towards my room, I heard the sound of moans coming from a door. I paused, wondering if I was hearing clearly. Is someone having sex in here?

How can that be happening on a hot afternoon? And when the school had just resumed too.

Curiosity got the best of me and I moved to where the sound was coming from. I placed my ear on the door, listening to the loud sound coming from the room.

“Damn! I don't even moan this loudly with the largest dildo in me!” I thought to myself.

Just then, the door opened and my face came in contact with a hard chest. I jolted back, shocked to my bones.

Standing before me was a shirtless guy with a lean muscular body. He had a tall frame—probably about 6’1. His chiselled face was well proportioned. Nice jet black hair, small eyes, hard nose, pink lips, chiselled jaw, and skin radiating like the sun shone on it.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” his deep voice penetrated my ears.