YES, ALPHA! Werewolf Forbidden Stories
For whatever the hell the reason was.
Now I was sitting across from him, biting the inside of my cheek while he flipped through the printout of the quiz I bombed.
He said nothing for a while. Just scribbled something on the top of the paper, leaned back in his chair, and finally spoke.
“You’ve got potential. But you’re lazy.” His tone was measured, strict.
“I’m not lazy,” I said, stiffening.
His eyes pinned mine.
“No? Then explain to me why you failed a question I covered three times in class and even posted in the review guide.”