Chapter 37: Clan Alphas Frost and Northmountain*
There was a low runble from the crossl as everyone started talking after Vice Principal Kalia’s announcement. Students talked to other students. Parents and family members talked to other parents and family members. The tow where the Alphat Class Fighters sat was the only quiet section at the moment.
Our corner of Mason’s mouth was twitching, while one of Garrett’s eyebrows was bitching. Darien let out a short wry sounding laugh. Jaxon and Lexus post sat there glaring up at the screen with the last of coming challenges, their expressions gloomy. Alora’s face, other than having one ryebrow raised, was expressionless.
“Are we even going to have the energy to fight in the main part of the examination after all the challengers are through with us?” Mason snarled the question,
“At least the school is considerate enough to limit the matches to five minutes each? laxon said, his tone rife with sarcasm.
Akora laughed, finding Jason’s words humorous. The others looked at her, with varied expressions of irritation. Amused, Alora looked back at them.
“WhatTM Alora asked, trying to sound and look innocent.
“Why are you not as imitated by this as we are?” Mason asked, annoyed with how serene Alora was acting about all the challenges she was about to fight.
Alora, her expression still innocent, feigned ignorance. “Irritated by what?”
Darien sat back a little so he could watch them, he had never seen Alora deliberately play with someone else the way she was now,
“How many challenges did you receive?” Mason demanded.
Alora shrugged. “I’m not sure, but it’s a lot.”
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“Seriously?!” Mason asked in shocked disbelief. “How can you be so calm about all thist
Garrett put a hand on Mason’s shoulder and Mason looked at Gerrett, startled by the sudden contact. “Dude, she’s f uc kin with you.”He said.
Mason looked at him in surprise for a moment, then his expression shifted to one of realization. Then Mason whipped his head around to glare at Alora, growling
when she started to laugh.
Darien wrapped his arms around his belly and laughed. Mason growled again, making Alora and Darien lean into each other as they laughed some more. Their Laughter didn’t show any signs of stopping, until Alora’s phone sounded with a notification.
When Alora’s phone sounded, their laughter stopped abruptly, startling their classmates with this drastic change in their actions. With a careful expression, Alora took her phone out of her hoodie pocket. Alora had put her hoodie back on earlier when she had returned to her seat. Alora was still feeling a little too exposed
without it.
The message was another challenge and a song request for it. Seeing who the challenger was made Alora grin chillingly. Feeling aggressive, Alora chose one decades-old rock song and one of the newer alternative pop songs. Putting her phone back in her pocket Alora focused on the battle now happening in the arena.
At least she did until she felt the states, Alota turned her head and met the curious and wary gazes of her classmates. Alora knew they wanted to ask her what the message was about. However, fear of upsetting Alora kept their mouths shut.
“I have been challenged by Wesley Frost.” Alora said straightforwardly.
Mason jerked back, looking stunned. “Clan Alpha Frost’s grandson?”
Alora nodded, and then another test sounded on her phone. Looking down at it, Alora saw that it was another challenge. “This one is from Byron Northmountain.”
“Clan Alpha Northmountain’s grandson.” Darien said in a hard tone.
“Seriously?” Garrett asked loudly, shocked.
Mason looked angry about the situation, he and those two challengers did not get along. In fact, whenever Mason encountered them, they tried to beat him, but it was Mason who always trounced their as ses thoroughly instead.
Looking down at her phone, the song Alura chose this time was in the heavy electonic genre. While Alora was doing this, Darien was sitting like an angry statue. The others were talking in angry tours about her two challengers.
They couidered Alona one of their own, so naturally, they were upset about this. They felt this was a deliberate attack against Alora, and Mason’s next worda
“The Frost and Northmountain Clan Alphas hate Alta. Now she has not only publicly humiliated Sarah but has also publicly distanced herself from her own Clan by changing ber muname. The Alphas will attempt to use their grandsons to put Alora in her place.” Mason growled.
“What the hell? Why??” Garrett asked angrily.
“Don’t wooy, I’ve been looking forward to paying them back for things they did in the past. They will be the ones taught a lesson. The icing on the cake is that this will slag those two Alphas in the face with more humiliation.” Alora said in a horrid sounding tone.
Alora had placed one foot on the bench and loosely hugged her leg while resting her chin on her raised knee. Combined with the serene air around her, this made Alora kok bored and unbothered.
“Maybe I should have chosen Tech Nine’s Bitch Slap as my challenge song instead of the others.” Alora said it in a wondering tone, then she shrugged. “The ones I dal choose should still be gosd enough to get my message actoss.”
The others stated at her silently for a moment. “This docin’t bother you?” Mason asked.
Alora turned her bead and looked at him with a raised eyelitow. “Are they stronger than Darien?” she asked, her tone dry.
Mason snorted. “Hell no.”
“Then there is no reason to worry.” Alota said, then went back to watching the current challenge.
Darien laughed at the look of stunned realization on the others faces, especially Mason’s. “What did you expect her answer to be?” He asked them.
Jaxon was the best to recover. “Well, when you put in that way, it makes sense. None of us can beat her, and those two are only Beta Class fighters.”
The others started to talk to each other again, Darien however, was looking at Alora, Darien thought of a conversation he once had with Damien, after he had watched Damien and Alora spat. For some reason he couldn’t remember, Darien had asked Damien about how strong he thought Alora would get. Damien’s response wax to tell him that Mora would one day be stronger than anyone in the Pack.
Clan Alphax Frost and Northmountain were now sitting behind Bettina and Allister. They sat like two Kings, and Bettina and Allister practically bowed to them in subjugation. The two Alphas had both become rather furious, as they watched the dark stain forced upon their Clans thoroughly humiliate one of the shining stars of theu Clans. Now they were over here to get an explanation for everything that had happened.
These two Clan Alphas looked identical to each other, their dual-colored eyes were inner rings of icy blur and outer rings of a watery blue. Their long white hair was waist length, the same color as theit goatees. They had chiseled features, and while they could be called gorgeous, they were so ice cold and stone faced it was off putting.
Unlike Allister, the two hundred year old Clan Alphas trained daily, so their bodies were thick with hard packed muscle. The Alphas were also much taller than Allister at the height of seven foot seven. They dressed in matching three piece suits. The blazers, trousers, and button up shirts were a bright white. Over the button up shirts were pale gray pocket vests with silver embroidery. The suits were completed with royal blue ties.
“It is bad enough that she was born wrong, now she has blatantly challenged our Class by changing her sumame to that of the Heartsong Clan. We could have let her off lightly if she had not done this.” Clan Alpha Frost said angrily.
“At most we would have locked her up and taught her a good lesson for daring to disobey the orders of her superiors.” Clan Alpha Northmountain added.
“What should we do with the wretch now, Clan Alphas?” Bettina asked, sounding aggrieved.
“First, we have already videred our grandsons to challenge her and teach her a lesson. They will then be able to compete with her in the final rounds and take her Rank from her. This way we can redeem our Clans Clan Alpha Frost said in an imperious tone.
“You, Bettina, will send het a message and let her know that she is to submit to the punishment of our two future Clan leaders. After this is done you will bring her to us “Clai Alpha Northmountau ordered.
Uhux vou bung bei bo ux, we attend school” Clan Alpha Froud babi
but to change her name back, and she will it be allowed to graduate. As the is now righteen, the no longer needs to
Clan Macwives. We will make wore the pass death every day we allow her to love for today & transgressions” Clan Alpha
ains grombed.
Bettina felt happs when she heard the plans the Alpha bal ka that wretch. Allates, however, having an intense feeling of inferiority, was not too happy about the last part of the plan. He wanted to keep klora with them, so that he could punish het however he wanted, whenever he wanted.
Fast, Allister wanted to get a DNA test done on Mora. Il bix suspicions about Mort bot being his daughter were onafiomed, then he could really do to her everything he wanted to dos
