Alpha Kael

ad

leep easy t

e I was being ridiculous. I’m in the middle of nowhere, my fate unknown. Whoever sleeps in the rooms around me are surely as anxious about tomorrow. I take comfo

f this is anything like the institute I grew up in, someone would come in to check it, then scold me if it was done incorrectly.

of my family. I pull open the top drawer of the dresser. It’s filled with underclothes and socks. I select a pair, and move on to the next door. This one is filled wit

e. It was as I was tying my shoelaces, a screeching sou

y different to the last person here that I sealed with. Perhaps they will be more gracious about answering my questions. I brush my hair back and tie it up before I go down. I must

t a girl miles shorter than him. They seem to be deep in discussion, but that doesn’t stop now from walking straight up to them. It’s not hard to deduce the fact that this man is a trainer, or holds some high

looks similar to him, with the same dark hair, expect hers reaches all the way to her hips, twiste

e has a thick Discipline Pack, which is a relief. Hopefully

auses her speech about how offended she is that there are so many for her to compete against. The pair stare at me, but I refuse to

Closer up, I see he’s younger than I thought he was from a distance, although he is surely a few

lently. The man doesn’t smile at me. “I’ll be your trainer for as long as you survive here

ant to win, I’m not about to shun any of them. Unless of course, they offer that hand right away. Despite the fact that Shan

bserve them, and figure out who is who. I may not know anything about them, but at least I know there are five females and five males who I am c

ssible to forget. As was the arrogance he projected when giving his name to Niko. Everyone saw it. I’m not surprised he ope

ut

hey realise you’re not intelligent enough for them?” Parker qu

know each other, which is a surprise. As far as I know, no other girl was offered what I was. Not with the way Cunningham had re

e competing against other sects, you know,” Shana says, her tone scolding and firm. She

and tell each other a l

ne sp

eld back a year in boarding school. I had no friends, and I signed this

nyone would have the trust or confiden

n and to get my boyfriend out of his cell, I stole his key.

might not be severe, but Ciera looks like the kind of person to not take any flack from anyone. Dyed ha

says. Ciera s

ng at the smirking boy from across the table. “I chose to do this because I

s us, but I see an expensive necklace hung around her next, glinting with beautiful diamonds

of jail,” he says gruffly. I blink a

rely see those obsidian black eyes beneath it. He’s hiding something, and I make a mental note to avoid him. I don’t wa

which was simply an array of fruits up

dy. We are going t