I sat next to Krista in the office. She was smirking, her arms crossed over her chest with 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 completely the look. Plus, his desk was a huge dark wood 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.”
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 says 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 comes back to bite him. Principal Miles sighed and shook his head.
“I will bring in Krista, her parents, your parents, and Rebecca. As they are the main culprits of this. So 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 of 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 everyone one in the class needed to be spoken to, everyone had emptied out of the halls. The school was pretty empty but I decided instead of disappearing into the library 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 to it. It snapped my head to the side and I almost hit my forehead on the refrigerator to my right. 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 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 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 to 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. 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, they 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? Denying Hannah the fated mate she probably had.
Still, 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 he was sorry. That Hannah hadn’t been worth it and he wanted us to be father and daughter again, I would 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 thing 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 was moved to lock it in place. With some effort and enough finagling, I managed to hit it so it swung up and around. The door opened and the cold wind sent goosebumps rushing over my body.They did say the storm w
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 middle school, 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 f
*** 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 was 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 a teaching position, if I looked at it that I was only teaching someone a language, I felt less of the 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 head. ‘OLD? Did y
“Em, we’ve talked. On the phone, 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 eighteen. 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
‘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 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 when heading out that they were one way. It felt a little more private now and I didn&r
This was fine.This was okay.He wasn’t even really mad today.Nothing had forced him over the edge today.Today wouldn’t be bad.I could deal with this. I closed my eyes tighter as his boot pressed into my back. He leaned over and flicked ash from his cigarette on me. Dad never smoked in the house. Hannah hated when he smoked. She refused to let him in the house if he smelled like it. So he had other ways of getting his vice.“How did I get stuck with you? You useless wolf. I’m so glad that I had the forethought to bring Hannah into the mix.” His boot lifted off but connected with my side. “You really are the most useless thing. You were supposed to be a ‘great miracle’ that your mother begged me to take care of.”Curling up into a ball, I reached up and held onto the only thing left of my mother’s. Her locket never left my neck. It was the one thing that survived. Outside of me. I survived. All I did was survive.My muscles tightened as the burn from the cigarette butt was put out
“Correct.” I sighed. “I have my own homework to do. If you did yours, then maybe you wouldn’t be failing.”With how she carried herself, you would think that Rebecca was the oldest. She was a bully and the true delinquent in the family. However, she was three months younger than I was. Three months younger with my mother’s younger sister. When the news broke, the scandal nearly tore two packs apart.Our pack, Dawn Claw, was neighbors with another pack. Usually packs didn’t stay too close to one other but there was the huge river between us. It was nearly a lake in certain places but the river was the territorial barrier. On the other side was the Moon Shadow pack. A lot of times, our packs were interwoven and wolves would find mates from either side of the river.Mother and Hannah had been from Dawn Claw, their father being the Gamma of the pack. Dad had been the second youngest son of Moon Shadow’s Beta. My mother and Dad were fated mates. So, since the position of Beta was already f
‘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 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 when heading out that they were one way. It felt a little more private now and I didn&r
“Em, we’ve talked. On the phone, 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 eighteen. 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
I grabbed the three notebooks from Delilah over the three different classes. There was 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 a teaching position, if I looked at it that I was only teaching someone a language, I felt less of the 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 head. ‘OLD? Did y
*** 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
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 middle school, 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 f
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 thing 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 was moved to lock it in place. With some effort and enough finagling, I managed to hit it so it swung up and around. The door opened and the cold wind sent goosebumps rushing over my body.They did say the storm w
I sat next to Krista in the office. She was smirking, her arms crossed over her chest with 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 completely the look. Plus, his desk was a huge dark wood that was intrica
Mrs. Cross’ desk had a ton of flowers and gifts on it. I smiled and pulled out a small little box from my backpack. Krista lugged in a box of diapers and slammed it down on her chair. Our last class of the day was Latin. Luckily, it wasn’t a block and it really wasn’t going to be a regular day either.When our teacher stepped into the class from the bathroom, her eyes were all puffy. Today was going to be her last day. Mrs. Cross said that it was just going to be for a little while and she would be back teaching but most of us knew better.“Mrs. Cross, where do we put gifts?” Lauren had a gift on her table as well.“Oh my, you guys, you didn’t have to. Really!”Krista snorted. “Too bad! Where do you want them?”The class laughed, except for Rebecca and her cronies in the corner of the classroom. Of course they didn’t bring anything but then you’d actually have to show up to class to get to know a teacher. Mrs. Cross had actually moved up with us over the years. She decided to finally
Slamming my locker shut, I glared at my best friend, Krista. “What do you want?”“Maybe…it would be your face on Friday?”“Absolutely not.” I walked past her.Krista had been by my side since Middle School. Her family were part of the Moon Shadow pack before it was absorbed into our pack. They weren’t leadership but they were one of the original founding families. Alpha Damian and his father before him, made sure that when the packs were combined, that many of the families were given similar status.She started at my school and somehow I became her best friend. I had no control over it and I still didn’t. Krista was the one person who I could rely on no matter what and sometimes that got her in trouble. She’d run her mouth a little much and we’d both end up in deep shit.“But Winter, come on. Hunky Jackson is having a party at his house. Everyone is going. Everyone. And you can’t say everyone if you’re not going. I need my wingman! Wingwoman. Whatever. I need you. I am going to finall