“I never thought of it like that before. All the times I went to my dad and he never believed me. Even Alpha Lucas and Luna Ava, everyone is always willing to help in the moment, but no one ever actually listened to me until they found out how good of a warrior I am and things didn’t add up. But by then it was too late. We have to figure this Kaley thing out.
She is a trainwreck and would be terrible for the pack, or any pack for that matter. I’m not so much worried about getting justice for the things she’s done to me, but I do want to stop whatever her and her dad are up to.”
“So, to school we go. What’s the story we are going to tell?” Lil jumps up. “And do I really have to take classes, cause didn’t exactly love it the first time around.” She giggles.
We spent the rest of the night coming up with a plan to get into the school and what we are going to do when we get there. I always just dealt with the sh*t thrown at me and never really thought to fight back off the training field. I didn’t want to make waves and cause problems for others. It feels good to work towards making things better.
We stayed up way too long coming up with our plans for getting into the school, then I just kept them up here to sleep. I have so much room, there really is no reason for them to have rooms downstairs. I know it’s because of Kaley, because she tries to push her way into places she doesn’t belong.
Luna Ava is just trying to keep the drama down in her home. But, I can’t believe that we have to sneak around our home just to avoid her. We have to figure out how to get her out of here. I mention that to the girls too as our next project.
Getting up was less off-putting than yesterday. Jena slept really well, but she always does when she’s close to me. We all take it in turn to use my shower and get ready for training in our usual gear. At least Luna Ave has caught on to the fact that none of us really like the bright girly colors. It really doesn’t make sense with how hard we train.
I laugh as I tie my hair up.
“What’s up with you?” Jena asks. “What’s so funny this early?”
“You’ll see.” I wink at them both and walk towards the door and hesitate for a beat before opening it and just smile at Kota with his hand raised to knock. “We don’t want to be late.” I look from the guys to my team again and smile.
“Show off.” I hear someone mumble behind me and I laugh again and head towards the stairs.
None of us are super talkative as we head down the short flight, but as soon as I open the door to the second floor I’m accosted in arms and then tossed back.
“What the hell?! Where are my boys? Why are you leading them down the stairs, they always lead. Your Alphas should always be first in line.” Kaley is screeching at me.
“What are you talking about? It is too early for your brand of crazy.” I can’t help the curdled feeling in my stomach at her
mention of ‘my boys.’ That has been my name for them. She can’t use it. I stuff the feeling as I rub my arm where one of her fake nails caught me. It didn’t do any real damage and it’s already healed, but the sensation is still lingering.
“You good Smalls?” Kota comes up behind me and places a hand on my shoulder.
“Yeah. Can someone translate? I can’t speak crazy this early. What is she talking about?”
“You should not precede your Alphas into a room, it’s not proper. They should always be first with their Luna.”
“Translation, she wanted to jump them while they were too tired to fight her off and you c*ckblocked her.” Lil stage whispers in my ear and I smile again as Kaley scoffs.
I will not give her any more time and I’m not even acknowledging the Luna comment. I’m sure she is still referring to herself when she says sh*t like that.
“Kaley, we came down from our bedrooms. This isn’t a grand entrance, it’s the second floor landing. Dial the drama down. We need to go eat so we can get to training so we aren’t late for school.”
I turn and keep walking, the rest of my friends in tow. She doesn’t come down with us and we don’t see her at training, which should make me very suspicious, but I just don’t care anymore.
We have a great time with the highschoolers at training.
They have all really come a long way and the training is so well attended now. I wish it had more to do with kids wanting to train rather than them needing to because of regular attacks, but I’ll take what I can get.
We were all entertained by Mateo and Jena’s banter during their spar at the end. They are equally matched and they both seem to have something to prove.
“You okay there Beta boy?” Jena taunts after she suckerpunched him right in the side, in the soft spot just below his ribs. It’s a signature move that I have learned to not give her an opportunity to use. It sucks and hurts like a b *tch.
“Just making sure to stroke your ego Alpha.” He draws out the words. “I don’t want you to feel bad when I take you down.” His smile is one I’ve seen him use before to seduce girls. My brother is handsome, I can admit that, but he doesn’t stand a chance against Jena. She can’t feel the hormonal pull, but she sure as sh*t knows how to play the game. I’ve seen more guys succumb to her beauty and flirtatiousness than I have seen girls fall for all my boys combined.
They both race at each other and it’s a volley of arms swinging, legs punching and grunts and small groans as they each land hits. The movement is so fast and neither of them seem to be tiring. Jena finally gets her leg to sweep Mateo’s and he starts to go down, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her with him. He twists so she ends up underneath him and he drops all his weight on her earning an ‘ompf’ as her breath is pushed out of her lungs. He pins her arms above her head.
“Looks like our boy won!” Sam says excitedly from next to me. Oliver lets out a grunt of agreement.
“Don’t underestimate her. Neither have gotten up yet. Your Beta is still in it, even if he doesn’t know.” Lil starts.
“The fight isn’t over until someone is unconscious or both people stand up and walk away.” I finish and I can feel the eyes on us. I can only imagine what is running through their heads. “She’s not done, he just doesn’t know it yet.” I smile, because my brother’s face is one of triumph and gloating and his rug is about to be swept from under his feet.
