I sat next to Krista in the high school office. She was smirking, her arms crossed over her chest, and her head leaned back against the wall behind us. Another one of our classmates came out of the office and winked at us before heading out. Principal Miles stood outside his door and motioned me in. Sighing, I got up and walked over to his office.
“Well, this is the first time this year I’ve had you in my office.” Principal Miles sat down behind his desk. “I’d hope we didn’t need to do this until the official meeting at the end of the year.”
Chuckling, I sat down across from him. “I mean, you know I love this office.”
It was true. He’d turned his office into a bit of a dark academia vibe. The walls were painted a dark blue with gold accents everywhere. There were black bookshelves lining two of the four walls and most were filled with leather bound editions. He’d added in a few more mystical pieces to complete the look. Plus, his desk was a huge dark wood centerpiece that was intricately craved with multiple wolves on the front.
“Winter, your sister is blaming you.”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course she is. I didn’t talk to Krista. I didn’t throw it. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t even know Maverick asked for it. I’m on the other side of her. Mrs. Cross was talking and she was giving us a wonderful speech.”
“And?” He’d already heard this from everyone else.
“And…Rebecca may have said that she hoped the next teacher was hot because she didn’t want to learn from a fat teacher again.”
Principal Miles rubbed his face with his hand. “She’s only gotten worse this year. I’ve had multiple complaints from teachers and students. I’ll need to speak with Beta Caleb but I know what he is going to say.”
“If they are too weak, then they need to fall in line?” I offered.
There were a few sayings my dad had. They tend to go on rotation but considering how tired he has been lately, he might need to retire this saying before it came back to bite him. Principal Miles sighed and shook his head.
“I will bring in Krista, her parents, your parents, and Rebecca, since they are the main culprits of this. They can work this out. I just wanted you to be aware that your sister is putting the blame on your shoulders.”
A warning. He was giving me a warning. One of the few things he could do without alerting my dad. Or putting his job in jeopardy. I nodded and got up, grabbing my backpack.
“Be safe, Winter.”
I nodded. “Thank you, Principal Miles. I appreciate it.”
Stepping out, my dad and Hannah were in the office already. Krista was sitting further away but her parents weren’t here yet. She gave me a strained smile as I walked into the main office area.
My dad saw me and growled. “Of course it’s you. It’s always you. You are the problem…”
“Beta Caleb.” Principal Miles stepped out of his office. “If you don’t mind coming in with Rebecca, we can wait for Krista’s parents.”
“No need. We are here.”
I was always floored by Krista’s Mom. She was gorgeous. Today, her hair was combed out in a natural afro, much like Krista’s. She carried herself with such elegance and grace. Right now she was wearing a suit with high heels. From what Krista tried to explain from what little she knew, her mom worked for the Council of Elders. They were the overseers of all the races. Her dad was the trophy husband but he loved it.
He was handsome and strong. I knew he was one of the warriors of our pack but I didn’t know at what level. He was darker than both Krista and her mom but his smile made him more approachable. They had always been very nice and welcoming, despite the few rough interactions with my dad over the years.
“Come, Krista. Let’s see what Principal Miles needs to speak with us about.”
I stepped out of the way as Krista shrugged on her backpack and walked past me. She winked and mouthed out , ‘You owe me Friday’. Groaning, I shook my head and headed out of the office. Since all my classmates needed to be spoken to, everyone had emptied out of the halls already. The school was pretty empty, but I decided instead of disappearing into the library that I’d just head home.
It was rare, but getting to step into the house without anyone home was heaven. It felt completely different. Putting my backpack in my room, I headed back into the kitchen to make dinner. At least, I would eat what I could while I made dinner for the family. If it was going to be as bad as I thought, then there would be a chance I wouldn’t get to eat.
A half an hour later, the door slammed open and then slammed shut. Rebecca was wailing and flew up stairs. Her door slammed shut before either my dad or Hannah got into the kitchen. Hannah got to me first, pulling me away from the counter and throwing me against the wall.
“How dare you! How fucking dare you! She is your sister!”
I shook my head. “I didn’t do anything.”
“You think my daughter is lying? That you didn’t tell your best friend to pour juice all over her?” My dad stood in the kitchen, glaring at me.
“I’m your daughter too. I didn’t do it. The entire class told Principal Miles what happened. Even Mrs. Cross did. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t even…”
Hannah screamed at me. “My daughter was bullied! She was bullied! You think that is okay? She is going to be the next Beta!”
“The only bully in that entire school is Becca!”
I slammed my mouth shut as Hannah’s hand hit my cheek. Unlike Rebecca, Hannah did have some power behind her swing. It snapped my head to the side and I almost hit my forehead on the refrigerator. She was livid. Her wolf evident in her eyes.
“I will take care of this.”
Dad grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the house. I stumbled after him, trying to not fall. My eyes filled with tears as my head felt like it was getting pulled a part.
“Dad…please…I didn’t…”
“Shut up! You are lucky I kept you around. You are lucky that when we took the blood test you happened to mine. I wouldn’t believe it and I still hardly do. You are worthless. You dare treat your sister, my real daughter and your future Beta, like that? You aren’t even worth the oxygen you breathe, the food I provide you, or the roof over your head. Somehow your mother still managed to carry you to term and I will forever hate her for that.”
He threw me into the back shed and I let out a small squeak as my back hit the wood. His boot was first. Over and over he kicked me but just as yesterday, there wasn’t the same power behind it as there had been. I curled up in a ball as he continued. Eventually, he switched to the piece of wood that might have been an old handle to a shovel.
There were a few times I had to cry out. I couldn’t hold it back. Still, I did my best to protect face and anything else vital. His wooden stick actually cracked and he tossed it away into the shed. Squatting down, I heard the crackle of his knees. He grabbed my neck and lifted me up to look him in the eyes.
“You are nothing, Winter. Know your place. You better change your attitude regarding your sister or you’re going to find yourself in a world of hurt when she takes over as Beta. No one is going to save you. You will be all alone. Once you’re eighteen, I no longer have to be responsible for you. I don’t need to see your face again. I’ll never need to see your stupid mother’s face again.”
Tears spilled over but I didn’t say anything. What could I? This was my dad but at the same time, he killed my mother. Their mate bond withered into nothing and it killed her while he was perfectly fine. She died of a broken heart because her fated mate cheated on her with her younger sister. Because he chose Rebecca over me.
He looked like he was going to say something else but he didn’t. His hand finally let my neck go and my head hit the floor. Gasping for air, I couldn’t help but be happy when he turned away from me. Leaving the shed, he shut the door behind him and locked it. Lying there, I could hear his footsteps fall away before I heard the back door slam shut.
Sobs broke out as I curled up into a ball. I couldn’t understand it. Why he hated me so much. Why he hated my mother so much. It didn’t make any sense. They were supposed to be fated. Even if they didn’t know one another, their mate bond should have pulled them together. Should have helped a little. Why did he even mark my mother to begin with if he hated her? Instead, he pursued her younger sister after they were mated? He would even be denying Hannah the fated mate she probably had.
All those questions didn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things. I survived. Another night, I survived. I wondered if, deep down, he knew that Rebecca wasn’t Beta material. If he knew she was lying and all of this was just to appease Hannah. It would be too late though. Even if he turned around tomorrow and told me was sorry. That he wanted us to be father and daughter again, I would still kick him out.
I hated that I hated him. I hated that I wanted them to feel the same pain I did. It was an ugly feeling. One I knew my mother would scold me for. One I scolded myself for. It just hurt. All of it just hurt so bad. Sometimes, I wanted to give up. Sometimes I felt like this wasn’t worth it.
But it was all I had left. All I could hold onto. All this time would have been a waste. So, I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep on the floor of the shed, hoping that it wouldn’t be too cold when I woke up.
My eyes fluttered open and I shivered. It was cold. Not freezing cold but way too cold to be wearing just a shirt. Slowly, I pushed myself off the floor of the shed. Everything protested the movement. All my muscles were locked up and I felt sore everywhere. It was still dark outside and I couldn’t hear anything but the wind whistling through the trees.Pushing on the door, it was still locked. It was probably too early for the door to be opened or my dad intended on leaving me in here all day. Not that it would be a first but I really didn’t want to miss an entire day of school.Grabbing one of the thin sheets of metal that had been used to patch the roof of the shed, I stuck it right under the lock. It wasn’t a key lock but a latch that swung into a latch to lock it in place. With some effort and enough finagling, I managed to tap it so it swung up and around. The door opened and the cold wind sent goosebumps rushing over my body.They did say a storm was going to roll in today. It d
My alarm went off and I groaned. Getting up, I hit the alarm and rubbed my eyes. I sat up from the chase lounge and stretched. For some reason, I felt even more locked up and in pain than before. I grabbed my backup backpack and everything I needed for the day. It was a serious debate whether or not I wanted to just sleep in and not show up to Statistics.In seventh grade, one of the times it got particularly bad, the older librarian who worked here gave me a key to an unused office. It had some old books that were needing to get donated but other than that, the space wasn’t used. Over the years, I made it into a mini version of Principal Miles office. A safe haven away from my house.The walls were a dark green with silver accents. My bookshelves were also black but these shelves held my own collection of books. After I brought home books and woke up the next day to them being trashed or burned, I stopped bringing home anything other than textbooks. Instead, I filled my little office.
*** Caspian’s POV *** The marker squeaked against the board a little louder than I meant it to. I frowned, looking at the words I was writing. Was I seriously just called a bleeding heart by a teenager? Part of me wanted to take it as an insult, which it seemed like in this case, it was meant to be. Being called a bleeding heart was definitely a first for me.Taking a deep breath, I put the marker down and turned around to the class with a smile plastered on my face. “Good Afternoon! I am Mr. Penn and I will be Mrs. Cross’ replacement for Latin.” Walking around the desk, I leaned against it. “A little about me if that I have a Masters degree in Linguistics and I’m currently working on my PHD. So you could say I’m a bit of a nerd for languages.”As with every class, the majority of the girls laughed while the rest just rolled their eyes. Crossing my arms over my chest, this was my only Latin 3 class. The other two were Latin 1. Which meant that their teacher before me was with them thr
I grabbed the three notebooks from Delilah over the three different classes. There were also the two textbooks, my own notes for the day, and then I grabbed a couple extra notebooks that were empty. With everything that I gathered today, I could easily set up a lesson plan for each class now. While I wasn’t quite comfortable being in an official teaching position, if I looked at it that I was only teaching someone a language, it lessened the feeling of imposter syndrome.‘You’re coming over for dinner.’Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my leather messenger bag that had somehow survived all of my college years with me. ‘I have work I need to do.’‘You little…you’re coming over for dinner. You didn’t even stop by when you came in last night!’Closing the door and locking it, I headed down the stairs and to the office. ‘I got in late. I needed to be up early. I wasn’t going to wake you or Ember up. You’re too old to be missing that kind of sleep.’I held back my laugh as my brother yelled in my
“Em, we’ve talked on the phone and through texts. It’s not like you haven’t talked to me all this time.”She frowned. “Cas, that doesn’t count. Those are just words. I want to really know how you are. You okay coming back? Is the apartment okay?” Reaching out, she rubbed my arm. “Are you taking care of yourself? Are you sleeping well? You might have grown into a towering monster but you’re thin too.”This is who Ember really was. Something that kicked in the moment we found out my parents were dead. She was a nurturer. A mother at heart. I couldn’t understand why, after all these years, they hadn’t had pups but Ember stepped up into the mother role for me even though she was only twenty. At the time, I was nine and rebelled against her something fierce but she never gave up. Not even after I left the pack.“I’m okay. Really. I am really happy where I am. I’ve found something I love and pursuing it has been the best and most fulfilling thing I’ve done. There are times where I miss havin
‘It was not that bad.’I sighed and flicked on the lights of the apartment I was staying in. Onan wasn’t wrong. I was expecting it to be worse. Damian was still Damian. Even after all these years. Though, a little more grown up. He’d weathered some storms and it settled him down to an extent. He always had a bubbly personality and was a complete extrovert. He just fit the Alpha role now.Placing my bag on the smaller kitchen island, I looked around the room. This seemed so different than Ember’s usual style. This was far more modern of a place than I expected but she also was only investing, not actually living in it. It was above a shopping center on the West side of town. It had its own little community feel and there were two stories of apartments above all the stores.There were massive windows and a balcony but I’d found out today that the windows were one way. It felt a little more private and I didn’t feel the need to always be closing the blinds now. I would have been fine with
I tapped the papers straight that my last class turned in before vacating the classroom. It was my first Friday and it was about as hard to get the students to focus as I thought it might be. With how the rotation ended up today, I had one of my Latin 1 classes at the beginning of the day and then the second one at the end. My Latin 3 class was skipping this Friday. The rotating schedule was something I needed to get used to as well. After so many years in college, it was jarring.My Latin 1 class was a cute class full of Freshman. They also were counted the lucky ones who managed to sneak into the class with the “hot teacher” first year. They were chatty and excitable but they seemed to have chosen Latin because they wanted to, not because they had to.This school offered three other languages; French, Spanish, and Chinese. Latin was the outlier and it was obvious with only having three classes for the size of the school. While this was the private school, there were still a lot of st
We pulled into the pack house and I turned off the car. Looking over at my impromptu passenger, I watched her unbuckle her seatbelt. Winter was much less tense than when she got in. Giving me the same soft smile as earlier, she nodded her head.“Thank you for the ride. I appreciate it.”“Of course. Happy to be of service.” I realized my own smile might have looked a bit strained.Opening the door, she stepped out and swung her bag over one shoulder. Ember threw open the door and smiled.“Winter! I’m glad you…” Her words stopped and her smile fell.“I’m fine, Luna.”Ember growled low. “I’m sure you are. Come on, I’ve got an ice pack with your name on it.”Winter chortled and nodded, heading inside. Ember raised an eyebrow at me as I closed my door and shoved my hands in my coat pockets. Walking up to her, I gave her a peck on the cheek.“I was driving the back way and I saw her walking on the side of the road. I offered her a ride.”Her eyes narrowed for a moment but she nodded. “Thanks
Luna Ember didn’t say anything for a while. “We had a meeting about the future leadership for the pack. We didn’t decide on anything but we did pretty much invalidated your Dad’s picks.”“Picks? I thought he only had Rebecca as his replacement.”“I won’t go into it. He wasn’t happy when he left the meeting. I…we…never thought it would be bad enough to turn on you though. Damian and I hoped that we would adjust his anger away from you towards Caspian.”I cocked my head to the side and then it clicked. “The rumor that Mr. Penn was going to be Beta…that was you.”“Exactly. You really are too smart for your own good.” Luna Ember chuckled but it fell off fairly quickly. “Are you safe?”“I am. I’ve got multiple layers of security between me and outside.” I looked around the room at all my books. “I have to go home eventually though. I can’t stay here.”She sighed. “I know. Damian is trying to get him to calm down. I’m sorry, Winter.”
*** Winter’s POV ***I was laying on my stomach in bed when I heard something crash in the living room. Sitting up, I listened intently. Sure enough, something else broke and shook the walls of the house. Footsteps thundered down the stairs until Hannah started yelling to stop. Even Rebecca wouldn’t go that far. That meant that it was my dad.Scrambling up, I grabbed my backpack and shoved my books into the bag. Not just that but I grabbed an extra set of clothes, some snacks that I had hidden, and a few of my travel sized toiletries. Opening up the window quietly, I slipped out. They probably wouldn’t hear me since it sounded like a heard of elephants was stampeding through the living room right now.Closing the window behind me, I crept along the roof before I slipped around the side. Just as I did, the door to my room slammed open.Dad’s volume could be heard even with the window being clos
I stared at my brother. He was smiling up at me with his cheesy grin. His face didn’t show anything other than thinking it was funny to say something like that. Turning on my heel, I threw the door open and headed down the hall.“Cas! Wait!”Jogging down the steps, I turned and glared up at my brother who was still smiling at the top. “That’s not funny, Damian. It’s not a fucking joke.”“Who said I am joking?”I threw my hands out. “You are Alpha. You! I told you time and time again that I did not want to be Alpha. That I was not cut out to be Alpha. I left because I didn’t want to be Alpha.”Damian sighed. “No. You left because you didn’t want the pack to fight over who should be Alpha. Not that you didn’t want to be Alpha.”“It’s the same fucking thing!”“No, it’s not.”
This was a conversation I did not want to be apart of. Hell, I didn’t even deserve to be in the room. I didn’t care that I was to keep the charade up that maybe I was going to be Damian’s pick for Beta. In this room right now were some of the most influential people in the pack. I did not belong.‘Stand up straight. You aren’t here as a Penn. You are here as a Herne.’ Onan snapped at me.“Who do you suppose we throw out there, Cal? Hm? Just give the pack a bunch of names? Let them decide?” Maddox was rolling his eyes but there was an irritation to him that normally wasn’t there.“The pack is getting restless. They don’t know what the future holds. I think it’s time we show them what the future looks like. What the next generation looks like so they feel secure in the pack’s future.”Brittany scoffed. “Oh? You think any
I stepped into the library, fully accepting that I wouldn’t see Winter. She hadn’t been at school Tuesday or Wednesday. Damian and Ember weren’t saying anything and I had no information coming in from anyone. It was frustrating to the point where I started to show up at the training grounds after school to let off some steam.After yesterday though, Damian told me to lay off because too many patrol warriors were calling off because I had gone a little too hard. Onan chuckled but we would have to just do a straight run today. However, I was surprised to see Winter, sitting in the back of the library.She had her book open on the desk and a notebook open next to it. Coming up to her, I looked her over. There didn’t seem to be anything physically wrong. I didn’t realize how worried I looked until Winter looked up at me and smiled.“I’m okay, Mr. Penn.”Nodding, I sat down on the other side of
“Miss St. James, if you would hang back for a moment.”It had been a long double period but we made good progress into The Hobbit. I’d decided to do the same thing I had chosen for Winter for her German Midterm. It was going to be hard, but I knew that they could do it. It would help them feel more confident in their skills and would give them a boost into mastering the language.“Mr. Penn, I need to go. My Dad is here to pick me up.”I frowned. “I just wanted to ask if everything was alright.”Leaning against the desk, I set my hands on the edge of my desk. She was shifting her weight and even tapped her toe into the ground.“Does it have something to do with Miss Sierra?”Krista growled. “I hope she walks too close to a flame with the amount of hair spray she uses.”“Krista.”“Sorry, Mr. Penn. She doesn’t deserve anything. She cheats in
I looked at my brother for a long time. Unsure of what to say. It really never crossed my mind that my leaving would take such a toll on him. I always thought it was better that I left. There was nothing for me at Blue Crescent. The last thing I wanted was to get in Jared’s way. He was taking over for Uncle and I didn’t want anything to do with that. Leaving made sense back then.‘You didn’t even discuss it with them though. You just up and left. You didn’t even talk to them for a month until you had already enrolled and were in classes.’Sighing, I shook my head. “It was never because of you. I just felt like an extra. I was always in the way. Here and back at Uncles. Always. I just thought it would be better to remove myself from everything. It had nothing to do with running from you. I was…running from everything within the packs.”I continued after a breath. “I’m an Alpha. J
Damian pulled into the parking lot that housed the training grounds. The building itself had been added onto and then looked like it went through a remodel since I’d left. It looked impressive and I wondered how much it cost to update it.“Come on. We will start on the side here.”He jogged past the cars and the building. I nodded to a few of the warriors coming and going before jogging after my brother. This was definitely part of a show. By the time I reached the trees, Damian had already shifted and was raring to go. His wolf, Aurik, at the forefront. Onan was jumping at the chance to run with him.Stripping, I placed my clothes next to the pile that my brother left. However, I did fold both our clothes into neat piles before I shifted. Onan took over almost immediately and barked at Aurik.‘Onan has been itching to chase Aurik.’ I opened up the mind link with my brother.‘Chase? How dare you.&rsq
Despite Monday’s surprise dinner, the week went smoothly. I’d turned in the plan for Winter’s German session, much to the surprise of Miles. It was a debate with him if she was willing to take on two tests for language at the end of the year but I assured him she was going to be fine. The lesson’s were progressing along smoothly in the Latin classes and most students were showing improvement even within the few weeks I had taken over.There were problem students. In the Latin 1 classes, it was easy to tell who took the class because they wanted to and those who didn’t. I needed to figure out something to motivate the ones who either took the class because of their parents or because they didn’t like the other options. I didn’t have the problem of not liking languages, so I needed to think of something that would have helped motivate me in the past.“Mr…Penn?”I looked up from my book at a few she-wolve