Semua Bab I FOUGHT THE BOND: He Fought For Me: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Raine Ashford This place ain’t got shit in common with the second quarter. It looks like some five-star wolf resort, the kind of place rich-ass alphas probably send their spoiled brats when they’re tired of them wrecking the pack house.The walls are all fancy black marble, shiny as hell. The floors are so damn polished you could fix your makeup just staring at your own reflection. And the lights? Oh, the fucking lights hanging from the ceiling are straight-up boujee…shaped like moon crescents, glowing warmly. “Goddess, this is beautiful,” Lana’s eyes go wide, and I swear her jaw nearly hits the floor. The tall dude leading us, just gives this cocky little smirk and waves for us to keep moving. So we follow him down another hallway, passing all these thick oak doors. But it’s quiet as hell. Like too quiet.“Where the hell is everybody?” I blurt out, curious. “They're having dessert.”Lana, Matt, and I all swap looks, the same thought written across our faces. Dessert? At this ho

Raine Ashford We finally make it to one of the tables at the back and…surprise, surprise ... .three students are already camped out there. Two guys and a girl, all hunched over, looking depressed as hell.I sigh dramatically and yank out a chair like it personally offended me. I flop down, still fuming, but my stomach decides to betray me by letting out a loud-ass growl. Perfect. I’m pissed and starving. I glance at the trio across the table. They look… well, bless their hearts. Like the rejected cast of the first quarter. All dorky, awkward energy, and absolutely screaming please don’t notice me.The girl with curly blonde hair and giant-ass glasses speaks up first. “You can grab food over there.” She points to a buffet so stacked it might as well be glowing. “There’s snacks by the bar too… if you just want something light.”Matt’s up like a damn rocket. “Okay, this place just got awesome.”“Bring me something,” I mutter, leaning my head on my hand. “I’m too pissed to move.”“I got

Raine Ashford Ashley…I think it’s her…flips her hair and rolls her eyes. “What does it look like, dumbass? This is our room.”Ashley is taller and leaner, while Kim is shorter... but somehow, I’m still shorter than both of them. Figures.“And what’s with you putting your crusty crap on our beds?” Kim adds, pointing like she owns the whole building. “You should be glad we didn’t chuck it out the window.”They both laugh. I haven’t even spoken yet, and I’m already one second away from launching these two like dodgeballs.I knew it. I knew something was fishy. The beds are pink…like, offensively pink. Just like how those two bimbos dress. This has Clara’s petty fingerprints all over it. And Principal Stones? That sneaky witch probably did this on purpose, just to piss me off. I can practically hear them cackling and high-fiving somewhere, thinking this is the prank of the year.Ashley tosses her over-bleached hair and snorts. “Next time, don’t dump your crap on our beds. We’ll throw it

Raine Ashford I throw on a comfy black tracksuit, and Lana’s already dressed the same. I pause in front of the mirror to tie my hair into a bun, only to remember…oh right. My hair's gone. Lilith’s scissor-happy self cut it all off. Honestly, I still slay, but I’m not over it.“I’ll never forgive that witch,” I growl, adjusting my jacket.Lana grits her teeth. “Yeah, she sucks. But honestly, Raine, you look good.”“I always look good…even in these baggy-ass clothes my parents force me to wear. But I swear, I’m not letting this slide until I get my own lick back. I’m cutting Clara’s hair too.”That makes Lana laugh. “And I’ll be right there cheering you on.”I nod. “I know you got me,” I say, already heading out of the room.We head outside and make our way to the arena. Just across the hallway, we see Matt coming toward us like a golden retriever who’s just been let out of class.“Hey, guys! You ready?” he asks, way too chipper for my current mood.“Hey, Matt,” I say with a tired wave

Raine Ashford Our eyes meet, but I quickly look away from Alpha Drake. I don't even know why. “You’re late,” Jerry sighs.“Sorry. Had to take care of somethings,” Alpha Drake simply says. Jerry shakes his head, muttering something about needing a new job, then motions for him to get into position on my side of the line. He turns back to me and Blane.“Alright. You ready?” he asks. We both nod.“Get set... and go!”Blane lunges forward, throwing a punch that I duck. But then he sweeps his leg under mine and I hit the ground with a goddamn thud. The whole arena bursts into laughter like a bunch of drunk hyenas.Except for my friends. And Alpha Drake.His eyes narrow, fists clenched tight, one leg twitching like he’s seconds away from storming at Blane. What's with him?“Get up, little girl, or you gonna go cry to mommy?” Blane mocks, and that gets them all howling like fucking fools.I scoff, shaking my head as I push myself up. Just because he got lucky once, this asshole thinks I’