All Chapters of Betrayed by the Alpha : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Can I ask why did you choose to wear those, though?” Ken asks, after a while of silence.“These were the first choices that came to my mind. It’s not like I saw something else and went with this one. I don’t like standing out from the rest as much as fate loves shoving me in that direction.” I grumble and run a palm over my face.“Did you not get the package that came with the slip passed underneath the door last night?”My brow rises. “I saw the slip, but I did not see any package,” I answer, turning to him with an unsure look on his face. “Wait, you got a package along with the note?”He nods his head, “I did and from the look of it, everyone on the bus except you did, hence we are all dressed this way.”“I didn’t get any such package...” I trailed off, “I’m going to be in trouble, but I didn’t see it, I only saw the note!&rdqu

“We will all pair into two groups for today’s training,” Ken says, stepping out of the bus and following behind me.“How do you know?” I ask, my brow rising.“I overheard Avril telling the other guy? And also it’s in the guideline documents we got. As much as advancement is concerned, we will need to learn self-defence and the defence of our pack. Pack fallout is still a thing and no advancement of civilisation can stop that. If we are to train, pairing in two would be the logical way to go about it.”“I think it’s a good thing that alpha Dane is taking everything into consideration.” Caroline chips in.My mind wanders to last week when he stood up for me and later on came to my corner and helped me with my assignment. It was good of him and though I haven’t seen him since then; I appreciate the effort.I’ve tried to take my raging heart from longing for him, especially a

The days of the training flew faster than I expected and soon days became weeks and so far we are at the end of the fourth week. The third week we trained on resistance, controlling our emotions especially our rage and sadness and it was easier said than done. This week, however, we trained on our focus and ability to adapt to changes and I've done that from my corner in the last five days. I did my best to not be the odd man out, and I paid keen attention to my environment, listening to instructions and following them religiously. I wanted to stay out of trouble as much as I could and did not want to anger any more supervisors I got.I haven't seen Dane in three weeks, not since the first week that he spoke in my defence. I've also become better so no one would have to rescue me now and then. I needed to be a worthy participant and I've done that so far.After being the odd man out and stepping on the wrong wires for the first two weeks, I stepped up my g

Another car comes to a stop behind ours and my head sway to the side to see who it is as the door opens.Ken stand, dressed in a black suit and a red bow tie. He barely notices me as he makes his way to the other side of the car and opens it to India who offers him her hand. He takes her hand graciously helps her out of the car and after a long low conversation, they lock elbows and stroll towards us with India's head on his shoulder.The closer they get, the clearer my vision of them and though they both dressed amazingly with India stepping up her game with her hair, makeup and the blue silk gown she has on, Ken beside her, looks anything but happy.Good to know he’s also miserable.This is my jealous phase, it sucks.The rest soon join us up and at exactly eight p.m., we step into the building. The ushers welcomed us to the party and everyone had their hands entwined with their dates and we all had a smile on our faces. Some a

I needed to get out and get air as fast as I could. The inside has choked the life out of me, and I don’t want to be anywhere near Quinton or Ken.  As soon as I step outside, I glance upward at the beautiful night sky allured by the peace and comfort it brought to me a feeling that everything will be fine.  I sighed and my eyes fluttered briefly, taking in the coldness and the feel of loneliness in for maybe a second more before returning inside. When my eyes flutter open, I notice the change in my surrounding as standing outside and taking in the breeze’s coldness was the last thing I remember. I no longer stand outside, rather I see myself at the corner of a room with no memory of how I got here.  Confused and terrified, I spin around, trying to figure out where exactly I now am. I know there is no such thing because I have never been here before, so I wouldn’t be able to tell where I am. But I have to get out of here and find those I