Defy The Alpha(s)
Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Game On
Chapter 2: Game On
"Good morning, Principal Jameson," students echoed in the hallway as they passed the austere middle-aged woman, whose heels resounded sharply against the marble floor with a steady click-clack.
"Good morning. Good morning," Principal Jameson answered enthusiastically, her hawk-like eyes sweeping over the students, always on the lookout for any defaulters of the academy's rules. And today, she found more than enough.
A female student was pinned against a locker, her legs wrapped around a male student as they engaged in a passionate kiss. His hands gripped her butt as he ground against her in full view of the hundreds of students passing by. The sight was so inappropriate for an institution of learning that Principal Jameson's face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
Despite her anger, Principal Jameson approached them calmly, knocking lightly on the locker next to them to get their attention.
But they didn't budge. Or rather, they pretended not to hear her, the girl moaning louder, almost deliberately, as if to provoke her further.
"Alright, that's enough!" Principal Jameson banged her fist on the locker, finally breaking them apart. The girl was the first to look up, her face painted with fake surprise.
"I didn't know you were here, Principal Jameson," she lied through her sparkling white teeth, still catching her breath.
The girl was Amanda Raynes, one of the rich, entitled humans. A brat she had to deal with every day.
"I bet you didn't," Jameson said coldly, "Not when your tongue was shoved down his throat." She glanced at the red-haired boy beside her, Griffin Hale, who had yet to say a word.
Amanda giggled, her eyes flashing with amusement. "It was a good 'shove,' though," she teased, casting a sultry look at Griffin.
Jameson flushed with barely contained fury but tried to maintain her composure as she turned to Griffin Hale, a brute standing at six foot two. He was just a kid but was built like a bodybuilder, an edge his werewolf lineage had given him.
Not just that, he was a "special" werewolf. Despite being a student, Griffin Hale carried the aura of someone who could snap you in half if he wanted.
"Mr. Hale," she said, her voice tight, "isn't it a little early for public displays of affection in the middle of the hallway?"
His response was a low, menacing growl. "Fuck off!"
Jameson recoiled, losing her composure for a moment. She wasn't used to being spoken to like that.
Before she could recover, Griffin continued, "Next time you interrupt me, you better be ready to offer yourself up."
"Mr. Hale!" Principal Jameson gasped, her face reddening in both fury and embarrassment. "That is an entirely inappropriate comment toward your principal!"
She glanced around, hoping no other students had heard, but of course, it was impossible in a school full of werewolves with heightened senses. Everyone was staring, and she knew this incident would be all over the academy's gossip forums by the end of the day. To make matters worse, Griffin had already turned his back on her and was walking away.
Desperate to reassert her authority, she shouted, "That's a hundred points deducted for inappropriate behavior, Mr. Hale!"
Griffin didn't even look back, he simply raised a middle finger in response, eliciting laughter from the surrounding students.
"Two hundred points, then!" she snapped, but the punishment seemed meaningless. His arrogance was unbearable, and the students' laughter only deepened her frustration.
This time, Griffin turned around and made a crude gesture, forming a circle with one hand and inserting his finger through it. The vulgar sign sent waves of laughter through the crowd.
burned with humiliation. She wanted to shout more, to hurl further punishment at him, but the sight of students recording the scene
little authority she had left, she turned to the group watching and announced, "Twenty
students, but not all of them—certainly not the cardinal alphas. They were the kings of the academy,
if to remind her of this reality, Roman Draven, another cardinal alpha, came hurtling down the hallway on a skateboard, shouting,
Jameson was forced to step aside, her carefully styled hair whipped by the rush of air as he
temper finally breaking. "Two hundred points for an unsanctioned ride in the
riding away without a care in the
felt her anger dissolve into a simmering helplessness. However, she took a deep
only dream of. She had overseen this prestigious institution for years, ever since her predecessor had retired. The arrival of the cardinal alphas would not undo her work. She would
in the direction of her office. She had more pressing matters to deal with, like sorting through the mountain of scholarship
privileged. It had gained even more prestige when the current alpha king, who had once been a student here, married the academy's top human graduate, elevating
alphas followed a similar pattern, seeking out the academy's
after the war decimated their numbers. Like an extinct level. The academy had only one she-wolf, and Jameson knew
chance to step foot in such a revered institution. But every year, thanks to the alpha king's magnanimity, one lucky student from each district
would receive that golden opportunity. The thought gave Principal Jameson a sense of power, a thrill.
couldn't wait to get
scream bloody murder. Someone was sitting in her chair, their back to her. Before she could say a word, the
no. The blood drained
Not this one.
terrifying in their own way, there was one she feared above all the others, and he was
Asher Nightshade.
him, especially since he looked like a movie star, with his perfectly styled dark hair and shades so opaque she could barely make out his
he ever took off those glasses, he could get into her head, make her do whatever he wanted. Like slit her own
the shades to protect others from his gaze, it didn't lessen the
your sweet time today," Asher drawled, his gaze trailing down
she was still an attractive woman. She worked hard to maintain her looks, eating healthy and keeping fit. Her brunette hair was slicked back into a perfect ponytail, not a strand out of place, and her form-fitting
what a surprise. Though I would have appreciated if
the
the most unpredictable of all the cardinal alphas, chaos personified, always
it, and asked in her most businesslike tone, "How may I assist you
point." His voice dripped with amusement, and a prickling sensation
as proper etiquette required, but the words stuck in her throat. Jameson knew better. Asher Nightshade might just
scholarship students yet," Asher said, his tone casual but
may I ask, are you interested in that, Mr.
one approving the applications this year," he replied with a
felt the breath knocked out of her. No, no, this cant
blinked in disbelief before finding her voice. "That's not your jurisdiction, Mr. Nightshade. I am responsible for reviewing and approving all applications.
a joke. "Because the students you brought in last year were boring, and I'm going to shake
know what he meant by "boring." The students she approved
"Mr. Nightshade—"
way, or should I make it hard? Though, honestly, it wouldn't be hard at all. You'd be a good girl in
lower them,
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