The Apple Test Novels & Stories

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"I've never agreed with Tavish's enthusiasm before. But this time, Alpha. This time, he's not wrong." I let the silence stretch. An apple sat on the small table beside me. A knife was there too. I reached for the apple.Rolled it in my palm. Then I picked up the knife. Tavish’s agitation hadn't faded. "You're not listening," he said. "Did you hear what I said?" I set the blade against the apple's skin. Peeled. The strip of red curled away from the white flesh beneath. "Did you make sure?" I asked.

Alice’s expression turns sour, and red fury creeps up from her neck to her cheeks and ears as Elara looks confused. “What he means,” Axel steps in, struggling as much as I am. “Are you sure?” “What the fuck?” Alice scoffs, snatching something out of her back pocket – a pregnancy test. “I’m sure.” Fuck. “I can’t believe you asked me that,” she shrieks, on the verge of hysteria. “Aren’t alphas supposed to be dignified and shit? Now you’re acting like bitches and questioning me as if we never slept together.” “That’s not …”

Every student immediately pulled out their phones and started refreshing the results page frantically. "What the hell? How are my scores so low?" "Hahaha! I made it!" "Refresh already, you garbage phone!" Cheers and cries filled the air around us. Sweat rolled down my face from the nerves. Finally, my results page loaded. I did it. I immediately locked my screen. 'Damn it! How much did this pathetic simp score? I didn't even see it.' Shirley clearly hadn't seen my score. She eagerly asked, "Keith, what did you get?"

Tara blinks. "They want her to explode?" "Basically." I close the laptop. "Well." I push it away. "That sounds fun." Ten minutes later we're sitting in Alpha Marcus's office. He finishes reading the email. His reaction is immediate. "No." I blink. "No what?" "No combat test." Now it's my turn to stare. "They want a combat test?" Alpha Marcus nods once. "That's usually what a control evaluation means." I fold my arms. "I could do that." Aiden answers before Alpha Marcus can.

I still remember how loving we were the first year we were together, but everything changed when her childhood crush returned from overseas. She kept her distance from me for no reason and would constantly test my love for her. Rina even said that I had to pass 99 tests of true love before I could marry her. The last time I had to go through one of her tests, she told me to attend a welcome party for Eugene in the middle of the night, but when I got to the door, a full bucket of flour was poured all over me. Eugene was holding the bucket of flour while saying in a pitiful manner, "I poured the flour on you, Micah. You aren't mad at me, are you? I just wanted to make this a fun party for ever

His shoulder blade flexed with every minute movement he made. He very carefully picked the apples with the slightest hint of damage and tossed them aside. In the end, a dozen perfectly ripe apples were packed into boxes labelled “Jason's Organic Farm.” I picked up a slightly blemished apple and wiped it on my clothes before taking a bite. Juice burst out of it. It was sweeter than any organic apple sold at Whole Foods Market in New York. “What a waste.” Jason flashed a set of white teeth upon spotting me. “Hey, are you finally going out today?” I mumbled a reply while chewing on the apple.

He looked over at me and then back at the rest of the squad, “so the entire squad has decided to end this shame game, good to know, now this is not a squad task, but an individual one. There is an apple orchard out here somewhere and it’s your job to find it and bring back proof, not just one apple but 20 apples. Once you achieve this goal the punishment will end, you will bring the apples to the canteen. My wolf howled in my head, “this is too good, it’s our punishment and we know where the orchard is already, this man is getting better by the minute.” I snorted at her, “he doesn’t know we know, so he’s not doing us any favors.” As I stood in the orchard now trying to figure out how I’m g

“If you’re uncomfortable, tell me. We’ll go somewhere else.” I nod, but he still turns to the vendor and orders two apples. Instead of biting his apple, he holds it up to my lips, his eyes challenging me. I blink at him. “What—” “Go on.” Heat creeps into my cheeks, but I lean forward and take a bite. The sweet crunch melts on my tongue, and Alex’s grin widens. “You’re so red right now,” he teases. “Your face could audition as an apple for this uncle’s stall.”