Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Ava tried to suppress the dread filling her as she sat in the back of the taxi, but she knew she was failing miserably. The taxi driver was some sort of supernatural, so he could probably sense everything. She knew that not because she had suddenly developed any enhanced senses overnight but because they were the only ones allowed to ferry the new students from the airport.

Phoenix Academy was in some super–secret location that humans were not allowed to enter. She almost snorted at that. If that was true, they should never have insisted on her attendance. She should have been allowed to go to a regular college like any other nineteen–year–old human who’d survive the torture of high school. But no, she had to attend this place with all sorts of supernatural species who could kill her without a second thought if it wasn’t for the fact that it was forbidden.

There were several branches of this academy all over the world to accommodate all of them, and she still didn’t know which one she had come to. A private plane had picked her and a few others from a small airport in Arizona, and then they had made several stops along the way to refuel and pick up more students. She had been travelling for a whole day and felt tired to the bone. Not knowing where she was made the entire situation worse.

They seemed to have been driving for hours but every tinte she looked at the time on her phone, it had barely moved. They had driven through the mountains, and then the taxi entered a dark forest that brought her nightmares back to the

forefront. She could hardly see anything through her window even though it was still daylight, and even from the safety of the taxi, she could feel that this was somewhere she wouldn’t want to find herself alone. There was such a heavy feeling in the air as if the darkness could consume her the moment she exposed herself.

She looked away and found her gaze on the driver’s eyes in the mirror. He had a frown on his face as if he disapproved of her emotions–or her, in general. It was probably the latter, as everyone else. There was nothing she could do about anyone else’s opinion of her. She was who she was, and no amount of crying or hoping would change that.

She looked at her phone again and typed quick messages to her family just in case they would be the last ones. Her dad had already warned her that no matter which campus she ended up on, there would be no outside networks, and she would only be allowed to call from the school phones on weekends. This was a deprivation of liberty, no doubt about it. How anyone felt they had the right to do that to adults was beyond her.

But then again, she had been in their world for thirteen years. None of it surprised her anymore.

She almost teared up when she read her dad’s message.

Remember your name. Stand tall.”

She squared her shoulders and repeated what he had taught her from the moment they had realised she was not one of them. She was Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and she didn’t take shit from anybody. If only that were true.

Her shoulders sagged again as her mind tried to pull her back to the torturous years she had endured living among the wolves. Even the Alpha and his four sons had failed to keep her safe from that.

Her phone signal disappeared; her only link to her safe haven was gone. She blinked back tears as she switched her phone off and put it in her handbag.

As the Alpha of their small pack, no one had ever dared question her dad about his decision to take her in. But that hadn’t stopped the abuse when he or her brothers had not been around. School had always been the worst time for her, but at least she had always gone home at the end of the day and found comfort in her family. Now, she was out here all alone.

She could only hope that, as college students, everyone was too mature to do what they used to do to her in her isolated pack. Supernatural beings from all over the world attended this school she had to hope that they weren’t all ignorant turds Jike the ones she had left behind in New Mexico.

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home most of her life didn’t compare to this. The grass seemed greener here, and tall trees

first time in her life, but she couldn’t lie to herself

anxiety notched up again. Once this taxi drove back, there would be no way to leave this place. She would be stuck here for months before they would allow parents and guardians to visit

when she saw the vast grounds. There was so much space she wondered if she’d ever have to go from one end to another for her lessons. If that were the case, she would never

brothers were not filthy rich; they were comfortable. But with the types of cars she saw here, she realised this was a whole different ball game. The taxi eventually slowed as it drove around a huge fountain and then stopped at the entrance of a big, imposing building. It looked like it had been built in a different time with its stone walls and spires as if it was the original building that had served the many generations of supernatural beings that came

“We’re here, Miss.”

she heard the driver’s voice and realised she had just been sitting and

you,” she mumbled, grabbing her handbag

that she wore: black pleated skirts for the ladies and black trousers for the guys, white shirts, and they all had maroon blazers. She noticed,

behind her, and she was startled again until she realised the driver had just taken her bags

trunk.

some damn good–looking people. And to top it all off,

red hair, ordinary blue eyes, freckles and skin that burnt easily in the sun. There was nothing sparkly, shiny or airbrushed about her–just ordinary. She had felt that in high school, but even those

calm, as she had learned to do over the years, but this was when they

she human?” someone

the rest of the whispers as she finally stepped inside

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