Eleven

"What the hell???" Alara and I mutter at the exact moment the Beta leaves the hall.

Today, we have several werewolves, none of them a protector, here.

The reason being the purpose of voting.

"Who in their sick mind has thought of this. Are we a prize?" Hera speaks, so angry she doesnt even touch her food.

"Somehow." Alara replies with an eye roll.

I try to control the urge to say that the wolves trying to suppress humans is because of our own faults, but then shrug it off.

It wasnt us.

The votings were basically these wolves assessing us throughout the day, including outside the classes. Then they'd all fill the poll and on the first day of the second week, girls with the least votes would be opted out.

"This just means i have to be mean with every wolf out there." I speak aloud thoughtfully.

"Except that you have to be discreet. You were literally awarded thirteen points last time." Alara adds.

I give her a look. "Its not my fault she was so smart."

"And youre so stupid."