Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

hapter 23

“But, sir, if you ask any of my teachers and the coach, they’ll tell you the same thing. I’m human. You can smell that I’m human,” she argued.

“Miss Morgan. I told you this yesterday.” the Dean said as he flipped through his paperwork. “What the Council says goes.”

“They made a mistake,” she growled.

Of course, her growl was ineffective because she was human.

It made the dean stop what he was doing and look at her sharply. His eyes glowed blue, and he growled at her–a real, hair- raising, threatening growl.

Shit. Her heart started pounding, but she calmed it down as she looked at her shoes. She had completely forgotten who she was talking to.

“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered.

She wasn’t. She was seething. But it was better not to push an angry Alpha

“Your teachers said you fit in just fine, and you even excelled in your combat class yesterday,” the Alpha said. “This is the last time I will hear of this matter, Miss Morgan. Do I make myself clear?”

Had he been checking up on her? For what purpose? If he didn’t check on everyone else, it must mean she was right, and he just didn’t want to admit the Council was wrong.

“Can I at least do the academic program I would have done at another college? I graduated top of my class and cleaning someone else’s sh-

“It’s the greatest service to be of service. Every Omega knows this.”

Did they, though? Did they really enjoy cleaning up after everyone else? What would an Alpha like him know about this?

“You’re dismissed, Miss Morgan,”

She didn’t look into his eyes again as she stood and walked towards the door.

“And take some pride in your appearance. We have a standard to maintain here. Body odour is not tolerated. Go back to your dorm to bathe and change.”

Her mouth dropped. The patch of food was obvious on her blazer, so the asshole knew that it was not body odour!

“Sir, my first class is about to start-

“Then you should have thought of that before you left your dorm looking like a homeless human, he cut in.

the building. Who the hell did the dean think he was? What sort of institution allowed someone like him to be in charge of growing the minds of their future leaders‘ She

was over a an hour late,

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Chapter 23

managed to calm herself down. Every look, every shove, every foul insult had added to her mood until she was ready to explode Just before the end of the last lesson before lunch, she looked outside the window and saw a group of students walking through the quad holding their books. They looked like

“Miss Morgan!”

came to this lesson, she had been sure it was a joke. But no, she was a

“Would you

with the class what has made you so fascinated that you’ve not completed any of your work?” the woman asked

had to be a witch. There was no other reason that such a sweet old lady would volunteer to torture students for two whole hours every day.

bastards down there are. They look

shade of red. The instructor picked her tablet up and jabbed at it. Ave didn’t need to pick hers up to know that was her second detention

to the quad and sat on one of the benches. She was too wired up to eat any lunch and only had half an hour to get to the training centre anyway. She blinked back some tears as she tried to breathe and calm herself. Why had her dad sent her here, knowing she would suffer like this?

closer to releasing the pressure in her head. She was angry, scared and confused all at the same time, and she was sure it

there

in after Coach Baxter, she looked away.

laps!” the

rolled her eyes as she started her jog and once again was made to stop after two. She didn’t

this time.

pair up. Losers watch; maybe you’ll learn

her get a punch. in. By the time the coach tapped her out of the match, she hurt everywhere; Her ankle was twisted, and her lip was bleeding.

hadn’t even bothered to change out of her kit. Mr Patrick looked at her constantly but didn’t

before she let out at scream. She

her. The sun was just setting, so it was still light enough for her to see Ezekiel standing outside in his training kit There was no expression on his face,

tell his mood,

walked slowly towards him, favouring her hurt ankle until she opened the window. Ezekiel was

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