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Alpha's Singer Deathdancer
"All the battles. All the blood I've spilled.""It led me to you."Ezra and Noel Special_______________________________NOELI pick up one of the blades easily in my hands, spinning them around once between my fingers as I continue practicing through each of the forms. I knew them by heart, and yet I still couldn't satisfy Ezra completely.And this time is no different."Noel."His quiet voice comes from my left side— I'd known he was watching, ever since the beginning. And whenever he watched, I couldn't quite seem to remember everything.He starts going through the form, pointing out a few of my mistakes and details that I'd missed.Ezra was Firstblade, the leader of all the Strikers in Mara. He was just a few years older than I was, had even trained together with me before.But he had the aura of a leader, voice so authoritative that its quietness didn't matter.I follow, moving through each of the turns along with him. And this time, I make it through without a single mistake— my
Alpha's Singer Fall Weak
EZRANoel.I can't find him. He's late, and he has never been late before. Not even on the day of his worst beatings, he'd still be there in his spot, going through his form with a trembling figure.But he is not here.And when I look to Jaki and his Shield, both of them are searching for the same person I am, eyes wandering while training.Ten minutes in.The pain in the back of my head grows worse as I wait, hands folded over my knives and eyes fixed at the entrance. Had the Councilor taken out all his anger on Noel last night? For the things I'd said out of my own fury?It's twenty minutes in when I see a faint shadow flicker by the doorway.Noel.And my blood runs cold as I watch him drag his body over to his assigned place, try to slip his knives out of the straps on his legs.I cannot help him.But Jaki does, eyes forced wide as he rushes towards the broken boy. I see Noel sway on his feet before collapsing into Jaki, sweat dripping down his deathly pale face.Someone taps on my
Alpha's Singer Monsters of the Day
EZRA (1)I could only hope that he'd listened to me. Most Strikers had returned to their apartments by this time, shared with their Shields. Only a few actually went home to their own Houses.Their Shields.My expression turns bitter.Before I leave, my eyes flicker down the dark hallway. There's a little bit of light coming from the endmost room, where Noel should be. Because we didn't have Shields, both of us had rooms in the compound itself.It was late, nearly midnight.And my features stay flat as I turn my feet towards his room. The beam of light is streaming through the slight crack of his door— and I see that he'd listened to me.He's collapsed asleep in the middle of the bed, a candle flickering on the nightstand. There's a book fallen open right next to his head.The door doesn't make a sound when I shift it further open.My steps are silent as I take the book and close it, placing it by the candle. Then I pull the covers back over his slender figure.I was certain he'd kick
Alpha's Singer Battle Within
NOEL (2)How dare he.I'd heard him. How dare he insult Ezra like that, when he was nothing compared to the Firstblade? He hadn't been there— hadn't been there when I'd been pleading, watching him fight for his life that day in the blood-covered snow.He knew nothing.For the first time, the anger feels like it might consume me alive."Father.""You will not touch the Firstblade." I hiss, the point of my knife gleaming in the winter sun. And my father snatches his hand back, the surprise in his eyes turning into a flash of fear.Then rage, when he recognizes his own son.But for the first time I'm not trembling. Instead I'm looking him straight in the eyes, my knife a flicker of silver as I sheathe it again.My voice is steel."You can do anything you want with me.""But I won't let you mock him like this."Not when you don't even know what he's been through.My father looks furious, his face burning red. Of course— I'd humiliated him in front of all the other councilors, people who h
Alpha's Singer Shield, to Him
I hadn't been in a Striker apartment ever since Alen's death. But now with Ezra as my Shield, I step into our very own space, a place where I'd be safe to come back to every night.I would never have to step foot into my father's house again. For the rest of my life.The bruises are still fresh.And I'd tried to remember. I'd really tried, to recall what exactly he'd done to me that night. It was like someone had completely wiped out all of my memories, and I had no idea how I'd ended up that day.I knew it was my father, but I could not remember.My feet light and silent against the floor, I find a book and sink into one of the soft couches in the living room.The Firstblade was out, so that I was alone in the apartment.He'd said that he wouldn't be back until an hour later.Halfway through the book, I find my eyes slowly drooping. I let myself drift into half-sleep when all of a sudden, a heavy noise echoes through the room.My eyes flash back open.Someone was knocking.Leaving th
Alpha's Singer Detention
"Christian."“Get to the blackboards, will you?”______________________________BLAISEI go through the list of names, one by one."Amana.""Yes, Ms. Ara.""Yousef?""Here.""Skylar.""Here."Finally, my pen stops at a name."Christian."No answer. I look up. And the boy is sitting in the far side of the window, his eyes fixed on me with a dark, haughty stare.I look back down at the clipboard, a smirk tugging on my lips."Christian Shadow. Is Christian here today?"Still no answer."Alright. Christian marked absent." I say loudly, crossing off the box next to his name. He gives me a disinterested expression, like he doesn't really believe that I actually had done what I said.Christian Shadow. It was my first day teaching the junior class, and all the teachers at school had talked so much about this single boy that caused so much trouble.According to them, he skipped classes for days on end. Got into fights, on the rare days that he did attend school.And apparently, he was the son
Alpha's Singer Lose Himself
________________________________"Browse around." I suggest as I start picking books out for my next class. "I might take a while. There are a lot of books here.""I don't read.""Well, you can." I raise my eyebrow when I see him brooding at me from the corner. "What are you interested in? What kinds of topics?"He breathes. "How should I know?""No hobbies or anything?" I ask, tapping my finger on the cover of a book. "What about stories, then?""Here."I hold out a copy of one of my favorites."I don't want—""No. I'm giving you something to do as your punishment. Just wait until I finish checking out some books, alright?" I say firmly, making his expression steel. He rips the book from my hands.Then he walks briskly over to the reading corner, dropping into a plush chair with a stormy look.I laugh.He really was an interesting one._______________________________I finally pick out the last book, piling on top of all the others in the checkout box. That had taken over an half hou
Alpha's Singer Fallen Deeper
________________________________"So you see— the sign changes, because the variable comes over to this side. And then you would flip this, too." I say, tapping at the paper with the eraser of my tipped pencil."Do you unders—Christian!"He's examining a strand of ramen, holding the chopsticks over his head. His eyes flicker to me."Yeah?""Put that in your mouth. Right now." I snap, grabbing a napkin and wiping the corner of his lips. He immediately pulls back, his expression tense."What are you doing?!""I should be asking you that." I fire back, crossing my arms. "Did you listen to anything that I said for the last ten minutes?""...I did.""Tell me one thing."He frowns, looking thoughtful for a second. Then he looks up at me with a pointed look."The variable changes, because the sign comes over to the other side of the equation. Okay? I've been listening, Ms. Ara."I raise a brow. Does he really think he's outsmarted me or something?"More like the sign changes because the vari
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