22. I Hate You Crowd gathered around the two gangs. To think of it, one was the future alpha and the other his beta-to-be. Aria tightened her grip around the straps of her bag as she observed the number of accomplices each of them had. There were Dilane, Kai, Neil, Zack and Oliver supporting Jake. It was an amusing sight to see them all dressed in black. As if they were following a dress code. Upon milky tee shirts they had sexy black color varsity jackets put on. Towards the left hand side, just above their hearts, the initials of their names were engraved in pure white. Their postures were bordered with exasperation. They were impatient and so ready for a physical collision. One wrong move made by the opponent and they would pound on them. It emitted from their eyes that they wanted to get into a physical fight. Every wolf did. There was a famous saying that said, 'A wolf is only regarded as a wolf if he rips a couple of throats and bathes in blood once in his lifetime.' And eve

24. Chased by the alpha Geography was the only subject that Aria enjoyed even though the teacher was as slow and boring as a snail. Only Ten... At the most, fifteen students out of fifty from her batch attended his lecture. Others abhorred Professor A. Stronghold but Aria loved him. His lecture was the only peaceful lecture that kept her away from awkwardness and fear. In this particular class she felt confident and aware of her potential. The bullies from the school aka Jake's friend did not attend his class for other reasons as well. Because geography here did not mean learning about the world and distribution of boundaries of the countries, various places and their respective environments. The geography in the wolf world was different. Here, the students didn't not learn about the countries. Rather they were made cognizant of packs distributed around the world and their respective culture and traditions. Rather than the climate of the places, the geography in the wolf world taug

26. Accident Aria entered the class right in time. The desks were hardly taken over and she could choose her place in the back of the class where no one would notice her. Although she wondered why Jake was not here already given his rushed escape, she pushed him in the distant corner of her mind as she had better things to undertake at the moment. One such thing was a perfect place to sit in this class that was going to turn into an abyss, containing little mischievous devils after a quarter hour. She being the shy type wanted to stay far away from them, hence a far away and comfortable place where she didn't catch anyone's eye was what she wished to find. She was thinking whether to sit in the left corner seat by the wall or in the right, which offered a verdant view of a variety of trees that stood gloriously on the campus ground. Her heart was still at unease and the heavy feeling in her stomach made it difficult to come to a conclusion. Thus, she remained there by the threshold

28. Cherish her! When Jake regained his senses, he found himself in a room painted white from the floor to ceiling. It was robbed of Windows. Just plain boring walls with no hint of spot on it. He didn't have to know where he was because he had been a guest into this room three times before as well. The Power Detention Room. Mischievous students like him were often brought here into detention to discipline them. This room was made with such technology that no powers worked here. Hence, no matter how much they forced their bodies, they couldn't shift here. Another downside of the Power detention room was that a pupil was locked in the room for hours until they accepted their mistakes and promised to never break the school rules. Anyway, Jake pressed a hand on his neck to control the stinging pain. He recalled the doctor thanking his assistant, Ms. Nixon, for injecting Jake with depression since he refused to come under control. "That cunning woman, I will not lea-- what the hell,"

30. Unwanted Visitor Her heart bled. At this point, Aria wanted him to gather her in a hug and shush soothing words in her ear. She wanted one of those fathers we see in the novels, who would not hesitate to split the earth into hundred thousand sections if it brought their bullied daughter her justice. She wanted a father whose one glare would make all the bad guys hold their wet pants and scram away. Too bad that she got a father like him. He was as cold as the glaciers. Sometimes she wondered if she was really his daughter or one he stole from an enemy to get the scores settled with him. "I can't believe you are mine, Aria!" She could not believe it either. She looked down. "I would have done without a child you know. But your mother intended on keeping you. She killed herself for a weak thing like you." His words staggered Aria, still she stood there paralyzed. "The expression that I'm ashamed of you does not sum up my disappointment entirely. And I am kind of glad your