Matty’s POV “What do you mean? Goldie is to pack her bags.” I yelled at Principal Andrews. Killian snarls angrily at the thought of her being taken away from us. “Following my very lengthy talk with the Royal Beta. There are to be some immediate changes here at Beta Academy.” He informed me. “Most importantly, Miss. Harper is to be moved to her own bedroom. Tell her to pack her bags when she gets back. I have to speak to the staff about some of the other changes that need to happen.” He says before walking off. After closing the door, I looked around mine and Goldie’s bedroom. It would be empty without her. I grit my teeth and clench my fist in anger. I know it was me who told my dad about the situation with Goldie. I only mentioned it because it was just wrong what happened to her. When Goldie walks into the bedroom, she is smiling. “Both of us will have extra wolf training sessions with Coach Carter. This is in exchange for us doing additional border patrol duties instea
Dex’s POV I tried reading my biology textbook. This week I am studying plant biology. But even after reading the chapter three times, it’s still not making sense to me. It’s my fault. I flicked through the textbook and landed on the chapter about human reproduction. Now all I can think about is Maria. The softness of her skin. Her delicious taste. How pleased I was with myself that I made her climax. Just thinking about our encounter made me hard. I slammed the book closed and headed towards the bathroom. I won’t be able to concentrate on anything until I take care of my hard-on. Sitting at my desk afterward, I felt a little less tense than I was before. I opened my textbook again, feeling more focused. The bedroom opens, and I know it’s Ash who has just walked in. It's not just his scent, but the way he moves and breathes. He crashes on his bed. “Principal Sinker wants to see all of us.” He tells me. “Can’t wait,” I said before returning to my book. Not long a
Goldie’s POV Principal Andrews had a decision to make regarding the academic classes. Allow the tutors to have a larger classroom. This would involve extending the classrooms. Or reducing the class sizes. The decision was easy for him, as building an extension wasn’t in his budget. The tutors aren’t happy about teaching the same class twice. But Principal Andrews did not mince his words when he told them all that if they were not happy with the new situation, they could take it up with the Royal Beta or leave. Although they complained about their class duplication. There were no complaints from them regarding their reduction of border patrol duties. As students now make up half of the team required. There is also a new member of staff, Fred. I don’t like him. He’s always grumpy and resents doing anything. I soon discovered that he hates losing to females. Tala takes great pride in beating him when they are on border patrol together. I am proud of how so many of my classmates ar
Goldie’s POV My nightmares are always the same. I have them whenever I’m stressed. Which is a lot lately. It’s like I’m an observer watching the worst day of my life unfold. I was 7 years old when it happened. I’m now 17. That’s how long I’ve had these nightmares. It was a lovely sunny day. My mom and I are sitting on a blanket in the middle of a wildflower field. I watch the younger version of myself chasing butterflies, smelling the flowers. My mom’s angelic voice called to me, “Maria, come and eat.” My mom always called me by my proper name. Dad would call me Pumpkin or Sweetheart or some other endearing name. The young girl turned and ran into her mother’s arms. I watch as my mom strokes her hair and kisses her forehead. Even in my dream, I remember how much I loved her touch. I wish I could be held by her one more time. I continue observing as they sing nursery rhymes together. Then my mother tickled the girl, causing her to squirm and laugh at the
Goldie’s POV “Are they arguing again?” Shannen asks me as she walks down our path. After they were mated, Kellie insisted we move to a house. We now live in an isolated part of the pack with no neighbors. Kellie told Dad it was because there were so many reminders of my mom there. She could never make it her home, with so many lingering memories. Whereas I reckon Kellie wanted to live in a home where nobody could see or hear how bad she truly was. “Yep,” I said while sitting on the doorstep of our house doing some of my homework. “What about this time?” “What do they always argue about?” I said, snickering. When I was younger, it used to hurt my heart that my dad and stepmom would fight about me. I am the easiest target. My dad loves all of his kids and would defend them with his life. “How long have you been sitting here listening?” Shannen asks me. “A while,” I answered. I am getting snappy, a clear sign I am getting hungry, which is making
Goldie’s POV I always take the same route when entering the forest. I’m so familiar with the path I could walk it blindfolded. I walk through the brighter, healthier parts of the forest before I get to the darker areas. The dark forest seemed quieter this evening. Usually, small animals run around; mice or squirrels, occasionally a wild boar. But this evening there was nothing. Something feels off. There are no sounds or movements. It’s eerie, and that is saying something, considering where I am. I pulled the daggers out of my backpack in case something was lurking, scaring off the creatures. It’s not a frequent occurrence, but it happens from time to time. A lost visitor to the pack. Or a rogue wolf waiting patiently for something to cross its path. Either way, I don’t want to be caught off guard. I stood and looked around. Other than the missing sounds, there was nothing out of the ordinary. My instincts keep telling me something is wrong, though. I cautious
Asher’s POV Last night, Dex was on his way back from the library when he overheard Principal Sinker talking to a tutor. Principal Sinker was telling the tutor to prepare a fresh room. “Have you heard anything?” I asked my brother, Fin. As he walked into our dorm room, “Yep. I have been told that we should prepare for survival training. Again.” He responds. His expression tells me he is as unhappy as I am about going on survival training. “Great. Let me guess why that is. Oh, wait, I don’t need to guess?” I snappily say, rolling off my bed. I’m so annoyed. “A newbie is arriving, and we are being shipped out. So, they can be welcomed with open arms,” Fin says snidely. Telling me something I already know. “This place should be staffed enough to accommodate everyone. They had 18 years to prepare for everyone’s arrival. Why should we be made to suffer because they couldn’t organize a shag in a brothel?” He says. Fin wouldn’t normally say something that
Cooper’s POV I have been listening to noises for hours, but I can’t see anything. I hate places like that. Either way, in my wolf form, someone or something would think twice before attacking me. As soon as I heard a scream, I acted without hesitation. This land, maybe in an Alpha’s territory. But it is still classed as part of the Wolf Kingdom. As a prince, I can’t ignore someone’s cry for help. Another scream guides me to where I need to go. I slow down when I catch a scent I know. A dirty smell, like burned oil combined with the rank smell of bad breath. “Rogues,” I tell Asher before I block him out. It’s common for wolves to share their thoughts with their humans, live, and see through each other’s eyes. But not me and Asher. He blocks me out most of the time, so I return the favor. We have never gotten along. Besides, there is nothing I love more than killing a rogue wolf. I don’t want him to ruin my fun. Rogues have a little more fight in them compared to t