Chapter Eight

"There has to be a mistake."

Juan had his back turned to me, dismissing me. I had tracked him all the way to his office, which was in a building I was technically not prohibited to enter. Which is why I had caught him right before he had entered. And at my presence, he did not look all that fazed. However, he should have seen this coming.

With one hand on the glass door to his office building, Juan looks back at me. He's all the more intimidating when he's irritated. All I want to know is why my Alpha's name is upon my piece of paper.

His eyes drift down to the letter grasped within my fingertips. "I don't make mistakes."

"Clearly you have," I say, wishing I had the piece of mind to speak less aggressively to the person who has a say in whether I stay in this competition or not. "I don't remember there being a competitor named Thor in my group. Especially with the title Alpha!"

Juan sighs deeply, raising an eyebrow at me pointedly. "Is that sarcasm?"

I bite back some kind of reto