Bound To The Wolfless Alpha

r. The lingering memories of Felix no longer consumed me enti

I woke up at my usual time of 8 am, only to notice that cl

essible, shoved my bag with a random assortment of

dwich my mother had prepared. I took off my helmet as I

gate, but the school was unusually abuzz with activity, as clusters of st

ing me out of my thoughts. I whipped around

in

uckle, folding her arms

new alarm clock, Kate. You've been late a lot lately," she

revealing my deliberate

," I explained. Then, I turned to Nina, casually ask

orks will be displayed in the school lobby. If I remember c

pang of frustration

you're right, the school owner's son is visiting today," I confirme

front of the school's main lobby. Frustrated with myself, I slapped

king for Brittney. "S

Oh, Moon Goddess, why do I have to deal with this? Brittney went out with J

needing a modified pencil today. Frustrated, I let out an irritate

s I asked, "Did the school owne

he tried to give the ID to you, you ignored him," she explained, her voice calm

nded me the ID card,

nger, since I know it's your favorite," she

nce. I hoisted my backpack onto my back and slowly started walking aw

upplies, panting slightly as she arrived. She quickly handed us each a

in my hand, curious ab

ired, lifting the beve

ess chuckle before answeri

she chimed in, breathing in

Nutella latte before setting it

ion for this painting yet?" she inq

I admitted, looking around

erness and enthusiasm. "What if we just d

both of us unable to hold back a st

ed her eyes i

didn't give us any examples. It's so annoying!" she huffed, pouting her lip slightly. "I mea

y sigh, her shoulders s

ed up over this, do we?" Nina, sensing Brittney

e should try looking up some inspiration online or taking a walk through the gard

dded, their faces lighten

ith relief. "Maybe we can find some really cool s

girls,"

d been assigned to us and our eyes wid

der. Paintbrushes were scattered everywhere, paint cans lay overturned on

t of the disaster area, our m

of the ruined canvas, paint splattere

as I realized that someone had delibera

as clear, the room in complete disarray, and

paintings lying among the wreckage. Her eyes filled with tears a

voice quaking. "Why would someo

she took in the havoc surrounding us. Despite

ce quavering. "Calm down, guys. We need to as

area, taking in th

e, my voice filled with anger. "This looks de

chaos, a stream of profanities

ell would do this?" she ranted,

tempting to act stoic i

redo it, right? Besides, the principal has warned us not to cause any trouble since the Miracl

th determination as she co

orked hard on those three paintings, and time is running out! It's not about causing troubl

intings," I stated. "And there's CCTV in this room, right?

ourselves. The principal has warned us not to cause any trouble. We don't want to risk being exp

Nina, frustration e

estured towards the damaged paintings, the destroyed canvases and scattered brushes. "Look at this!

ese ripped canvases now. Then

owed, her voice taki

nothing," she accused, anger and disappointment evident in her tone. "Don't you thin

y thoughts racing. I felt uneasy about the situation and the destroyed pa

sion. My senses tingled, and I picked up traces of another werewolf's scent mixed with the familiar sce

er, Nina hugged her, attempti

st take a deep breath," she murmured, her voice s

etermination and resignation. "Alright, then. We'll go

ka

trash can. I started silently cleaning up the shredded canvas fabric, focusing on t

g my wolfside to react with growls and low groans. Confused and unsett

hurting somewhere?" she asked

om and taking in the sight of our work destroyed. "I

life, "Mate! I can sense a mate!" The realization hit me like a thunde

o get me some pain pills, assuming that I might be i

, gently declin

er. "I'm just really ticked off be

me in, trying to focu

her voice steady. "Let's focus on figurin

d suddenly. "Hey, wait a minute," she exclaimed, her eyes widening

nside, my eyes scanning the area whe

said, my voice fil

ice laced with annoyance. "Do I have to stay calm? Can't we express our an

e don't know who did this or their intenti

n. Her face contorted with frustration and anger, and she clenched her hands into fists. "S

tely. It's gone too far. These kids are even stealing our

focus away from the situation. "Maybe the students who took our brus

Someone has stolen our brushes, and it's completel

the sound of applause, only to see a girl standing in

smile as she continued to clap,

arbage is complete," she taunted,