Zeke watched Ava walk into the dining hall before heading towards the Administration block.‘He told her to run away from us,’ Shadow pointed out.“Hmm,” he answered with a frown.‘He must die.’He rolled his eyes. Jared would die soon enough. Right now, he had the Council members to deal with. He couldn’t blatantly break the rules just before going to the meeting. But surprisingly, Shadow had been very laid back about that interaction with the bastard. They had followed Ava from when she had left her block and heard the whole conversation, but Shadow hadn’t tried to kill him on the spot.It was probably true. Jared had been messed up pretty badly after last year’s evaluations and the death of his friend. Jared hadn’t spent nearly as long in Isolation, but it had still fucked him up. Things didn’t always work out for him, as if his wolf senses sometimes failed him. Sometimes he was sure that was the reason he was doing so many fucked up things this semester. But he didn’t give a shit
Councillor Iulia smiled when he said that. It was a condescending smile that he and Shadow didn’t appreciate, but they both remained calm and watched her. The last thing he wanted to do was to piss off people who could end him in seconds.Iulia closed a file in front of her and pushed it away.“I am curious about you,” she drawled.“How so, ma’am?”“Your academic career has been spotless up until now. You rose the ranks in your very first semester and have proven time and time again that you are in control of your other self,” she said as she sat back in her chair and crossed her legs.Her eyes didn’t leave his face like she was searching for any reaction.This was where he and Shadow excelled. He had been fooling people his whole life because letting anyone else know the depths of Shadow’s depravity was a death sentence. So he kept his mask on. Kept his calm.“The only student trainer we have had in decades, and you also maintain the highest grades,” she continued.“Yes. I take my re
Ava sucked in a breath when she saw Ezekiel walking out of the dean’s office. Why was he here? Had they got him already? Did they know what he’d had to do for her?Ezekiel’s gaze landed on hers, changing from amber to red and then back again. He had a look on his face that she had never seen before. Was he scared? Wolves were taught to fear the Council from when they were pups; they were their Boogeyman. The all-seeing, all-knowing. She knew then that they knew everything, even her escape attempt through the forest.Ezekiel looked at the dean, who was watching him intently, and then back at her. “You may go now, Mr Michelson. They’re waiting to escort you out,” the dean said.A muscle in his jaw ticked. Now, she wasn’t sure if it was fear she saw on his face earlier. She didn’t have wolf senses, but the second he walked out of the office, she had been so sure she felt that fear. Maybe she was just projecting her own fear onto him. “Mr Michelson,” Dean Russell said firmly.Ezekiel ig
Ava was numb as the Council guards led her out of the building. The Council’s decision had fried her mind, which was probably a good thing because the foursome in her head disappeared, and she’d been wide open to their magic as she had left the room.Even the dean’s cold look had failed to bring a reaction from her.She just couldn’t think. Zeke was sitting by the fountain when she let herself out, and she saw him release a breath as if he had been worried. She looked back as the doors were closed behind her, and she felt like her fate had been sealed. They had seen her in person; they knew she was human! She hadn’t thought it would be that hard for the councillors to admit their mistake. Should she go back and beg?“Ava.”She looked back at the Alpha waiting for her to join him and then back at the door. Why was it so hard for these people to just do the right thing? Would they rather she died there instead of sending her home?She was going to die.“Ava.”She was going to die!He
Zeke showered and changed in his dressing room before he made his way to the beginners' training room.He'd almost marked her on a desk in a public library. Without a care, like an idiot.He could have killed her. The whole reason he had taken her to one of the soundproofed study rooms was so he could ask her what happened with the Council members, but she'd been panicking, and one thing had led to another. Instead of asking if she was going to get carted off for whatever part she had played in Claire's disappearance, he'd been thinking with his dick. And now he'd spend hours torturing himself, not just because of his fears of the Council's next move but because he could still feel her all over him even though he had showered. What had his little mate done that Saturday? The dean said Claire and her friends had gone into town, but he had explicitly told Ava to wait for him. Had she actually gone to town, too? He had tried to keep her name out of his head, but the Council had asked
Mr Patrick turned in his seat to watch Ava the moment she opened the detention room door. She looked him square in the eye and thought of sheep jumping over rainbows.Mr Patrick rolled his eyes and turned back to watch the room. So what exactly was he, to be able to read her mind? Seers couldn’t do this, but there were so many different species here at the academy that she didn’t know much about. This was nothing like her pack at home, where everyone knew everyone, even if they didn’t all live close together.“Take your seat, Miss Morgan.”Where had he been that night when the horrible teacher had taken his place? She had been so confused and had needed his help. Maybe he could help her now.“Must I repeat myself? You’re disturbing everyone.”And that was when she saw that, for a change, another student was in the room. He looked at her from his seat right at the back without smiling. He didn’t like her very much, she could tell. Maybe he didn’t like her at all, like all the other st
Zeke made everyone sleep in the basement. He'd never thought he’d have to use it to hide from the Council, but he was glad that his paranoia about Shadow had made him reinforce that room. He didn’t know if it was strong enough to keep them out if they were determined to get Ava, but they hadn’t tried.While his mate and his pack slept, he stayed up, trying to come up with a plan. Ava needed to become stronger to take care of herself if things went wrong for him. That meant he had to mark her as soon as possible and train with her as well.Mating with a human would weaken him, but it would give Ava the strength to survive.Only if the mark didn’t kill her.Which meant he had to go back to the library today and hope he hadn’t pissed the librarian off too much.He left the house while the others were still sleeping and let Shadow take over. Usually, he could track anyone, but even with Shadow in control, he felt like he was running around in circles. He couldn’t sense where the Council
Training with Ezekiel was something else. He refused to take no for an answer, and after this demonstration, she was glad. She thought he would go easy on her for some reason, maybe because he couldn’t hide how much he wanted her in his bed.But he was relentless. He was worse than her father. When she had tapped out for the last time, and Ezekiel released her from a hold, she was both impressed and pissed off.She sat breathlessly on the mat in a smaller training room in the training centre. Her whole body ached, but not in the way it had been aching after ‘training’ with the coach. She felt like she was finally doing something productive again, but hated that she hadn’t won against Ezekiel even once.Ezekiel walked back to her with two bottles of water and handed her one before he sat in front of her, leaning against his knees. She gratefully gulped down her water before looking at the Alpha. He hadn’t even broken into a sweat; she was the only one panting like crazy.Ezekiel studie
Ava stayed in the bleachers for all the matches for the beginners to complete. She was just being a coward. Between his matches, Zeke had paced up and down the whole arena, and every time he stopped at the beginners’ section, his eyes burned through her. She’d kept her eyes down even though she was obviously frustrating him. If other people hadn’t heard the rumours about them by now, she was sure his behaviour had made them aware. He was scaring the shit out of everyone. But it was okay. She wasn’t going to be at the arena much longer. She’d won some matches already but would tap out on the next one to avoid winning a spot in the top ten. This day wouldn’t end like the last one.Predictably, the coach called her name first. She ignored Zeke as she went to pick a weapon and chose a very small chain. It could still be deadly in the right hands, but she didn’t want anything that would intimidate her opponent. They’d all been wary of her already during the earlier matches. She hoped t
Zeke stood near the bleachers in his section, his eyes trained on Ava. She looked fearsome with that deadly weapon in her hand and her face devoid of emotion as she waited to cut her opponent down.He would have been very impressed if he hadn’t been so angry with her. Ava looked very confident with weapons in her hands. But as it stood, he wanted to fucking throttle her.Gideon told him that the vampire yielding had not been his doing. The prince claimed to have been just as surprised as everyone else. And, of course, he couldn’t rip that vampire apart because he had taken himself straight to Isolation the moment he had yielded. He would not be able to interrogate him until the end of the day.He still had the vial of Gideon’s blood in his bag, so Ava had not taken that before her last match; she’d had something else. She could have died last night! Who had given it to her? Who did he need to rip apart with his bare hands? She was keeping too many secrets; he and Shadow didn’t like it
Ava slept in her own room and silently made her way downstairs before Zeke woke up. The Omegas were the only ones awake when she went into the kitchen to grab a piece of fruit. She would have breakfast in the dining hall before going to the arena for the second day.The Omegas were just standing around, and the moment she walked in, they tensed and looked down.“What are you doing?” she asked with a frown, keeping her voice to a whisper so she wouldn’t wake anyone up. And why were they lowering their eyes?“Alpha Ezekiel keeps ordering us not to cook, but we have to. We don’t know what we should do,” one of the Omegas said. Samantha, if she remembered correctly. This Omega was usually the one bold enough to answer Ezekiel.“I would do what he says. Prepare your own food and then go to train and get ready for today, or whatever. I won’t say anything,” she said, reaching for a banana. She ate it quickly before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and putting it in her bag. The p
The infirmary. Ava had missed it. As she slowly blinked the sleep out of her eyes, she heard the beeping of the machines and realised she was hooked up to some IVs. The curtains were drawn around her bed, so she knew she wasn’t in a private room this time. She could hear faint moaning from one side of her. It made her wonder what had happened to that poor student for them to be in that much pain because all the students healed quickly, and the Infirmary had their fancy potions to help them.She gingerly lifted herself onto her elbows and looked around, trying to judge the time. The dim lights were on, so it was nighttime, but whether it was still the same day was up for debate. She hoped so. This would be a brilliant time to be unconscious for days so she wouldn’t have to participate in the rest of the evaluation.There was a slight commotion somewhere in the ward, and a female voice saying, “We told you to come back during visiting hours. There are too many patients tonight; you can
“Can we even do that? Can we yield?” Ava asked again as she paced Zeke’s dressing room floor.Her anxiety levels were through the roof, and she didn’t think even Zeke could get her out of this.What the hell was happening today? She'd expected her day to be over by now. She’d expected to be recovering in the infirmary by now or Zeke’s bed, where she usually woke up after something like this. But here she was, about to fight expert fighters—Zeke’s equals who were probably as ruthless as he was.“It’s against the rules. You invalidate all your progress for the term and get a day in Isolation,” Zeke said quietly. She whirled around to face him, horror filling every part of her. Even Jared warned her about Isolation and how it broke someone. Zeke seemed to have come out unscathed, but she knew how much pain he had been in. How could someone like her survive that? And why would anyone do that to themselves on purpose?“Is that vampire crazy? Does he have a history of doing such messed up
The moment it sunk in that she won, she was in Zeke’s fancy dressing room, and her three housemates were looking at her as if she had grown another head. She sat stiffly on a sofa, looking at them as that thought kept going round and round in her head. She won.She beat Douche Dexter.And then something else occurred to her. She was going to have to fight again. She was going to have to fight a student at the advanced level.“What the hell have I just done?” she whispered.Zeke, Derek and Myles looked at each other and then back at her. Goddess knew what they were mind-linking each other, but they all probably also realised she had just screwed herself. There was no way she could fight anyone more advanced than Dexter. That was a death sentence!“How did you do that?” Derek asked.“I don’t know,” she answered, rubbing her temples. “I just got angry, he’s always an asshole... What have I done?” As the adrenaline had worn off, she had expected the pain from his blow to return, but the
Ava walked straight into the ring, and everyone in the arena started to quieten down. She told herself to breathe. This match would be her real test after fighting the beginners, so she had to let all her fear drain away as she had been taught to do. She told herself she didn’t need that vampire’s blood; she could fight under her own steam. In the silence of the arena, with all the students and faculty looking on, she concentrated on counting her breaths so she wouldn’t have an anxiety attack. To be more effective, she had to do what she told Robert that morning. She had to pretend no one else was in this room except her opponent, whoever that would be.As she waited, she started her stretches. She was lucky that she was flexible, but sometimes fear made her body freeze up. That couldn’t happen today. She had no idea how much longer she would be in this school, so she could have just lost all her matches earlier and avoided all of this. But she had her pride. She could admit that. A
Ava hadn’t managed to eat anything, and Zeke sat in the dining hall opposite her, not even pretending to eat. He sat so still as he watched her that she wondered what scheme he was hatching in his head. Would it get him sent to Isolation again? Or much worse?Zeke’s gaze only shifted from her when his body tensed, and he looked at the entrance. Moments later, a group of students entered the dining hall. She recognised a few of them as the vampires who had visited Zeke last night.The whole dining hall quietened down as they stopped to look around. Since vampires didn’t eat solid food, she had never seen any in the dining hall before, and those, in particular, she would have remembered. Like last night, she was struck by how powerful their allure was. Not as strong as the dean’s secretary or the Councillor, but such strength was rare in people so young. Wolves and vampires were natural enemies, even if the Council forced everyone to co-exist. She hadn’t imagined they would willingly i
Ava wasn’t surprised when she heard Coach Baxter’s booming voice calling her name. She met his gaze and saw the cruel smile on the man’s lips. He would enjoy every hit she took as if he was delivering it himself. She stood slowly and lowered her gaze. It was one thing to antagonise the coach during training, but there was an entirely different atmosphere in the arena and hundreds of people watching. She couldn’t openly break the rules. She felt hundreds of pairs of eyes on her as she walked into the wrestling ring and stood in one corner. Silence descended in the arena. She was sure the only sound they could hear was her loud heartbeat. Were they all waiting to watch her get her butt kicked? The whole school had to know by now how many times that had happened in training. Would it be the same now?She risked looking up and then had to look down again. The coach hadn’t announced her opponent and seemed to be enjoying making a spectacle out of her. The other levels hadn’t started yet;