I Am The Alpha

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nting, the condescension from Higan and his minions. Higan must have recruited him the minute he got here

ect face wasn't going to disarm me. "You can start by apologizing, you

recollect himself. He probably figured I wasn't buying his antics. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you t

the words laced with sarcas

d slightly

on't care who you are or who you're affiliated with. Whether

of curiosity flashing acros

past him for good measure, not bothering to look back, and headed towar

the next class, the thought of the hallway encounter crossed my mind. His apology had been strangely hollow, almost like he wasn't used to saying the words. And that question about Higan... it had

ed my pace and I spotted Aiko, a Beta of the Crescent Moon pack, talking in hushed tones with a group of familiar girls at the far end of the hall. I wondered wha

y had just shared a joke amongst themselves. They weren't wrong to laugh. I was a joke. I heaved a sigh, trying not to let it get to me. I turned on my heels, not wanting to listen to any more of the occurrence of my shameful night. Sudde

o whispered to them

calm for my own good. He was definitely trouble. I knew there was something off about him. From what I could get from the gist, he was an Alpha. But of which pack? The other ones I've heard of apart from ours weren't led by a high schooler. I mentally face-palmed at how badly behaved I was towards him

rtain that he wasn't busy doing his dirty deeds with Tess, because there was no heart-wrenching pain. But there was this lin

y locker, I felt an airy presence behind me. My heart leaped into my

expression I couldn't decipher. Those strange eyes fixed on me again.

Instead, he took a step close

to." His gaze remained locked on mine, an awkward silence stretching between us. I arched my brows, not knowing the rig

ered on why he would ask me such. Shouldn't the question be directed at him? He was the new

reminiscing the moment he first mentione

line? What's with the strange questions? Is he trying to end my generation? I'd be open to seein

Did he seriously just ask me if I was from the Moon Stone Pack? The Moon Stone Pack was ancient and was one of the first bloodlines of werewolves. They harnessed unim

hand gently brushing my arm. The contact sent a strange, electric sensation through me, and I froze. I peered up at him, waiting for him to do the unknown, but he didn't.

l parking lot, my min

th his chest. His face was contorted into a mask of fury, or maybe it was something

was seen alone with me in such proximity. Yet here he was. My inner wolf stirred, sensing him near. She was restless, whining softly in the

own eyes like two burning coals. "I should be asking you that question, Harlyn,"

he had said. Knowing Higan, he wasn't one to repeat himself, so I wa

playing with Ethan

to maintain my composure, but his unwelcoming presence overwhelmed me. The desire to yiel

to steady my voice, but it came out

t his gaze. I could see the storm brewing in his eyes. Anger, jealousy, something else... It was hard to tell. For a moment, I was lost in t

command, she was powerless against his Alpha presence. The bond I had with Higan

he said, but the words didn't come. And when I

med his li