"No way. This has to be a mistake. I don't need any of this shit."

Bronn found amusement in my anger and simply shrugged his shoulders gesturing for me to enter the class. "Sorry, but I don't make the rules. I just follow them."

"Who do I need to speak to about this? There is no way I'm doing any of this." I was firm in my response and unwilling to negotiate. I wasn't going to be stuck doing shit I didn't need. None of it was going to benefit me apart from the training. Hell, I was a natural born leader! An Alpha with every right to my throne.

Bronn didn't seem impressed by my attitude and with a sigh, he shook his head. "You know... I get that you don't want to do this crap, but honestly, all of it would benefit you whether you think it would or not. So instead of giving me shit about something that was handed to me... go to fucking class, man."

I understood he was just trying to do what he was told to do, but that didn't mean I had to comply. If I was going to be the best Alpha I needed to be then I had to strengthen myself. I had to be the strongest fighter the universe has known, and none of that I would learn within books.

"Just tell me who I need to talk to."

Shaking his head again, he looked off down the hall for a moment as if lost in thought and then laughed. "You want to meet her... okay? Let's go."

I didn't know who it was I was going to speak

radiating from behind

the door and there in front of me behind a large white wooden desk with her head buried in a file

moment?" Bronn replied with nothing

and his legs spread

back as if he was a

building.

as soon as she saw me, a small smile crept across her lips before she placed down her

forward, and with haste I

hoping to get this clarified," I replied,

her nails against her desk and sighed. "Unfortunately, Pollux, your schedule was changed for a reason. You need more help in those

Scoffing,

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