Location: WastelandDaisy POV."My mummy, why will they select me?" I said bitterly. "I already accepted the fact that we are locked in this worst part of the country with no good water and soil to farm to live a healthy life.""I put the blame on myself," She said. "I should have known better and informed you so as not to get the best result in high school.""It is not as if there is any work somewhere for the Whitewater pack. The only work we are privileged to get in the city is maid, gateman, servant, and other lowly work," she continued."Hope I informed you of the part that you will be traveling today," she finally added."What, mummy? Are you trying to push me to my death?" I asked, my voice shaking with fear.She sighed. "I know, but there is no way I can go against the order of the ruling pack of the country. I have even tried to see if I can switch you, but according to the principal of your school, your picture has already been sent."The sound of a vehicle could be heard ou
Daisy POV"That's a joke," He added, and they all roared in laughter because, currently, I was looking like I had just seen a ghost."Her expression is priceless," someone said."I can pay a million dollars just to see that expression," Another said."As a requirement for the celebration of the carnival, she is the best pupil from the whitewater pack and she will be given the privilege to study in KJ college," He said. "Come forward and collect your student's badge and other property.""Privilege? Tsk," I scoffed as everybody around gasped. The president was visibly boiling in anger. Even the driver was looking in surprise. He must be surprised to see how bold I am."I will die anyway in this school, why don't I quicken things up now?" I added."Then you will," The werewolf president said, as powers were emanating around him in anger. The energy was reaching where I am. Why am I able to sense his power, is the band weakening or something. (Special ability: Sensory Ability possessed by
The next day, I arrived at the school. As I entered through the gate, the gateman shot me a perplexed look."Pay attention, old man. Someone wants to enter." I declared moving forward.I surveyed the school grounds, which were the largest and most beautiful I had ever seen. The buildings were of various designs and vibrant colors. According to the letter I received, I was supposed to meet someone here today, but I had no idea where to find her.Hesitating, I called out to someone passing by. "Hello! Please, I need to meet Mrs. Spiff in the admissions office.""Where are your manners, slave?" was her reply. "Thank your stars. I'm in a hurry today; otherwise, I would have hosted your funeral." She hurried away before I could respond. It seems everyone already knows about my identity, well what did I expect? Determined, I looked for the designated building, catching sight of it from a distance. It stood proudly, painted in royal blue and pure white, with "Admissions Building" inscribed i
Daisy POVI bent down to pick up the money, and just as I was about to stand up and leave, Sarah yanked my hair again, and I let out a muffled whine."I heard you are the direct descendant of the Alpha who ratted and snitched on all packs," she said. (Yes, she was right about that, if you were wondering about that, but how she knew was still a mystery to me.) "Don't be surprised how I know… The president said so himself after your engagement with him. How he was able to know, I don't know myself," she added."I am even wondering why she was so quiet today when she could talked back to the president yesterday," someone said."What did you expect? She almost lost her life to it yesterday…" Speaking of that…"Enough of this!" Mrs. Andrew yelled. "I will be forced to report you all to the higher-ups if you continue this. Remember, this is your future we are nurturing," she added finally. Sarah chuckled. "Okay, you win… continue the lecture and you, get out of here." I started walking o
Warzone (Night)Mr. President POV"Whitewater… the traitor brother!" I yelled, snarling."Romeo and Juliet… Hahaha! I can't believe the fore-children of Parker from the Snowpack and Robert from the Firepack will actually be the ones I challenge in a fight," he laughed again as he moved from one point to another. I wouldn't be surprised if he knew our forefathers’ names. I am just 75 years old and have been ruling this land for 50 years. "What's your purpose for showing up after all these years, Roger?" I asked."You must have read history about me to know my name… oh, I even heard that Spencer is still alive," he said, looking at me."I don't like repeating myself. What do you want?" I pressed."Show some manners, kid. Don't your elders teach you not to interrupt when someone older is speaking?" he asked and I scoffed."Simple…" He suddenly said, "What I want is simple… I simply want you to unbrand the Whitewater pack as slaves." His words ignited my anger."That can never happen—not
Daisy's POVTwo Days LaterAs I approached the school gates today, I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. My heart raced like a runaway train, each beat echoing my trepidation. Trust me, I would have preferred to stay at home. An idea suddenly flickered in my mind, staying home might be the best way to avoid being killed, but then again, I wouldn’t graduate. "So it’s a choice between graduating dead or not graduating alive," I mused to myself. There were no two ways about it.Today, I dressed like a boy, wearing baggy clothes and a cap pulled low over my eyes, anything to avoid attention. As I walked to the front of the lecture hall, I hesitated. The thought of stepping inside made me queasy. Just then, a lecturer approached where I stood."Come in," he beckoned, noticing my hesitation. I stood frozen, but his smile was reassuring. "As long as I'm the one lecturing, you have nothing to worry about," he added, and I took a deep breath before following him inside.Once in the lecture r
I halted in my tracks, slowly turning to face him. "Follow me," he ordered, his gaze fixed on me, leaving me no choice but to comply. We soon reached a vibrant wall of flowers, at which point he produced a remote and pressed a button. To my astonishment, the flowers parted, and I could hardly believe my eyes.As I followed him inside, I found myself in a new environment with a black penthouse standing at the top of a building. I was taken aback by its beauty as we approached the building door. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he answered it."I'll be there in a minute," he concluded, swiftly turning to head out. "I’ll meet you at 9 PM tonight, location: Fountain Bridge," he declared before we went our separate ways. I walked out with him, my mind still processing what had just happened. With a sense of unease, I decided to skip my remaining lectures and head home, hoping to avoid any further troubles.Just then, a Camry XLE pulled up in front of me. Should I run? Should I wait? My mind r
"I will be taking my leave," I declared firmly."Come on, girl! Sleep over! Let me prepare more cookies and bring in some drinks," Mrs. Johnson suggested enthusiastically, her eyes twinkling with hospitality."Mum, she has her reasons," Ruby interjected, sensing my disapproval."I have an important meeting with someone. Otherwise, I would love to stay over. My house is boring, to begin with, since I’m lonely," I admitted sincerely."I would love to delve into the details of your important meeting, but I know it might lead to a dead end since there is little we can do to protect you in this city," she said sadly, making me smile as I stood up."Don't wait for me, Mom and Dad. I’ll give her a lift home," Ruby announced decisively."Okay, kid," they replied, understanding the message she was conveying as we moved toward the exit.As we made our way, nerves began to gnaw at me. Today was the day I would meet Drake."If I may ask..." Ruby broke the silence, her voice trailing off."About t
I was unable to concentrate during the lecture; my thoughts were a jumbled mess, especially with Sarah using me as her footstool. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the two-hour lecture ended—a fact that should have brought me relief. To my dismay, Sarah showed no intention of letting me stand up.Just then, a new lecturer stepped in, and the atmosphere shifted dramatically. Drake entered the room, causing an audible gasp to ripple through the class. My heart raced. Was Drake really in the Business Studies department? It made sense he was in batch A as well, given the department arrangement.“Drake.” “Sir Drake.”Our eyes met for a brief moment, but he didn’t say anything as he strode to his seat. “Everyone take your seats, and that includes you, Daisy,” Mr. Oparah, the vice-chancellor, instructed with authority, but why is he teaching?Sarah huffed as she reluctantly lowered her legs, clearly annoyed that her moment of dominance was coming to an end. "I suspect you didn't
"Will you stop or not?" The new man shouted, aiming his gun at the girl beside him.“Mum! I want ice cream...” Six-year-old Drake’s voice piped up just as both him and his mother arrived, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around them. The other customers in the restaurant had wisely scattered, leaving the scene eerily quiet."Please don't kill my daughter... just kill me instead!" Mr. Johnson begged, desperation lacing his words."We want you to reflect on your sins while you're still alive," the masked man insisted.Just as he was about to pull the trigger, young Drake suddenly leapt onto a table and launched a back kick that sent the man crashing into a glass display. The shattering sound echoed through the restaurant as Drake, despite his small stature, spoke the words with an intensity that belied his age. "I hate it when the weak try to act strong by picking on the weak!""Drake!" his mother yelled, suddenly realizing where her son had darted off to."Little rascal!" the man spat,
He sent a double wave kick at me—a deceptive combination that momentarily toyed with my defenses before his foot lashed out in an incredibly fast follow-up, raising the available dust around us as I blocked the blow with my arm. A double wave kick is a unique technique where he launches at my shoulder, holds it midway, and then releases it to hit me, yet it remains incredibly fast despite the brief pause, showcasing his impressive speed."Not bad. I just came to check you out," he remarked, a wild grin spreading across his face."It's going to be a lot of fun when we spar in the future," he added, his eyes gleaming with excitement, almost maniacal."Your name?" I asked, impressed. His speed indicated that he could very well be an even greater threat than the immortals of Whitewater, not counting the one he claimed he couldn’t die."No one in this country knows my name—only one or two, perhaps. You can call me ‘No One,’" he replied, and in an instant, he dashed off, showcasing his spe
"Can Liam protect me from Drake?" I asked, my voice filled with uncertainty."He can't," she replied flatly."I thought as much," I answered, a sense of resignation creeping in."Then why are you beating yourself up? If someone from one of the most powerful families can't protect me..." I trailed off."Well, there's a difference," she interjected."What do you mean by that?" I inquired, confused."First of all, the president ordered him to assign the punishment to you. If it was Liam who was with you on the bridge, he wouldn’t have demanded he kneel unless it was entirely warranted. But a fight might have broken out," she explained."Let's just get out of here," I declared, wanting to change the subject. "This place is dangerous.""Okay," she replied, and we climbed into the vehicle headed for my house."I’m really sorry for the humiliation you faced because of me on your birthday," I said, guilt washing over me."It’s okay. What are friends for?" she replied warmly."Thanks," I said,
"I will be taking my leave," I declared firmly."Come on, girl! Sleep over! Let me prepare more cookies and bring in some drinks," Mrs. Johnson suggested enthusiastically, her eyes twinkling with hospitality."Mum, she has her reasons," Ruby interjected, sensing my disapproval."I have an important meeting with someone. Otherwise, I would love to stay over. My house is boring, to begin with, since I’m lonely," I admitted sincerely."I would love to delve into the details of your important meeting, but I know it might lead to a dead end since there is little we can do to protect you in this city," she said sadly, making me smile as I stood up."Don't wait for me, Mom and Dad. I’ll give her a lift home," Ruby announced decisively."Okay, kid," they replied, understanding the message she was conveying as we moved toward the exit.As we made our way, nerves began to gnaw at me. Today was the day I would meet Drake."If I may ask..." Ruby broke the silence, her voice trailing off."About t
I halted in my tracks, slowly turning to face him. "Follow me," he ordered, his gaze fixed on me, leaving me no choice but to comply. We soon reached a vibrant wall of flowers, at which point he produced a remote and pressed a button. To my astonishment, the flowers parted, and I could hardly believe my eyes.As I followed him inside, I found myself in a new environment with a black penthouse standing at the top of a building. I was taken aback by its beauty as we approached the building door. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he answered it."I'll be there in a minute," he concluded, swiftly turning to head out. "I’ll meet you at 9 PM tonight, location: Fountain Bridge," he declared before we went our separate ways. I walked out with him, my mind still processing what had just happened. With a sense of unease, I decided to skip my remaining lectures and head home, hoping to avoid any further troubles.Just then, a Camry XLE pulled up in front of me. Should I run? Should I wait? My mind r
Daisy's POVTwo Days LaterAs I approached the school gates today, I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me. My heart raced like a runaway train, each beat echoing my trepidation. Trust me, I would have preferred to stay at home. An idea suddenly flickered in my mind, staying home might be the best way to avoid being killed, but then again, I wouldn’t graduate. "So it’s a choice between graduating dead or not graduating alive," I mused to myself. There were no two ways about it.Today, I dressed like a boy, wearing baggy clothes and a cap pulled low over my eyes, anything to avoid attention. As I walked to the front of the lecture hall, I hesitated. The thought of stepping inside made me queasy. Just then, a lecturer approached where I stood."Come in," he beckoned, noticing my hesitation. I stood frozen, but his smile was reassuring. "As long as I'm the one lecturing, you have nothing to worry about," he added, and I took a deep breath before following him inside.Once in the lecture r
Warzone (Night)Mr. President POV"Whitewater… the traitor brother!" I yelled, snarling."Romeo and Juliet… Hahaha! I can't believe the fore-children of Parker from the Snowpack and Robert from the Firepack will actually be the ones I challenge in a fight," he laughed again as he moved from one point to another. I wouldn't be surprised if he knew our forefathers’ names. I am just 75 years old and have been ruling this land for 50 years. "What's your purpose for showing up after all these years, Roger?" I asked."You must have read history about me to know my name… oh, I even heard that Spencer is still alive," he said, looking at me."I don't like repeating myself. What do you want?" I pressed."Show some manners, kid. Don't your elders teach you not to interrupt when someone older is speaking?" he asked and I scoffed."Simple…" He suddenly said, "What I want is simple… I simply want you to unbrand the Whitewater pack as slaves." His words ignited my anger."That can never happen—not
Daisy POVI bent down to pick up the money, and just as I was about to stand up and leave, Sarah yanked my hair again, and I let out a muffled whine."I heard you are the direct descendant of the Alpha who ratted and snitched on all packs," she said. (Yes, she was right about that, if you were wondering about that, but how she knew was still a mystery to me.) "Don't be surprised how I know… The president said so himself after your engagement with him. How he was able to know, I don't know myself," she added."I am even wondering why she was so quiet today when she could talked back to the president yesterday," someone said."What did you expect? She almost lost her life to it yesterday…" Speaking of that…"Enough of this!" Mrs. Andrew yelled. "I will be forced to report you all to the higher-ups if you continue this. Remember, this is your future we are nurturing," she added finally. Sarah chuckled. "Okay, you win… continue the lecture and you, get out of here." I started walking o