Alpha Damon

"Impossible!" I exclaimed, staring at the clouds which had turned dark even in

broad daylight. It happened very rarely.

The Silver Sword Academy, where I had found out that the atmosphere shifted

whenever a shift was nearing any of the werewolves the Martial Lords

trained. The day was initially very bright when I woke up.

Suddenly, I turned my eyes away and I felt a shiver in my spine. My body

couldn't feel any less power the dark sky generated in me. Nyx, my little Inner

Wolf, stared at my veins which already rose to the level I thought I was going

to die.

"Three, two and one...!" It whispered to me, the voice feeling like another wolf

in me. "Don't you remember you're already 20?"

A powerful blow of the breeze hit my head, crushing me into a stunning

silence. My gut was suspended and I had to just listen to my Inner Wolf. Then,

I turned my eyes again to the sky, and it brightened up.

"Regards from the Martial Lord of the Silver Sword Academy."

As soon as I heard that voice, I screamed, deciding not to hold it anymore.

"Mom, where are you?"

Before I knew it, I saw my mom, walking very slowly to me. I recalled the day I

was speaking with her about my interest in werewolves. "I only read them in

books and see movies about them. But I admire them."

Damon was my boyfriend then. I made sure we watched movies together

whenever we were chanced and I taught him some of the shifting moves I had

secretly learnt. I saw him as my mate.

But all was despised by my mom. My Dad was long gone. If not, he would

have been my backbone—the support I need to enrol in the Silver Sword

Academy.

"So what?" My mom's tone was a challenge, her nose poked at me with

displeasure.

"Can't I join them?" I asked.

"For what exactly, innocent girl?" My mom snapped, laughing at the top of her

voice. "Why don't you focus on your general studies, and at least, get a pass

from the university? You've failed twice..." Every time I mentioned my passion

for werewolf training to my mom, she always scoffed at it, so I lost interest

years after then.

"Why can't I be encouraged once?" I whimpered, turning away to engage my

boring day with wolf movies alone in my room, as usual.

Damon was busy. So, I watched the movies alone today but I got fed up and

was almost sleepy.

And then, a groan cut through the silence.

I dashed to the scene. It was the visitor's room. Any time Damon visited us, he

would stay there and sleep over, spending some time with me before I went to

bed in my own room.

But it was something else this time. I heard not only a cracking noise, but also

continuous moans. I didn't know whoever Damon could be arguing with at that

time.

"Fighting with anyone in there? No. Damon is a cool guy..." I said to myself,

but my Inner Wolf felt otherwise.

I stood at the doorstep. The door was ajar. Then, I walked in slowly like a

strategist. I wore a real smile that evening since I had good news for Damon.

My Uncle had sent me a message. I had been invited to start my training at

the Silver Sword Academy. I couldn't wait to let Damon hear it. Even my mom

hadn't found out yet.

With my eyes still shut, I stomped my right foot on the ground, the left partially

in the air, still trying to get his attention. I was this clingy, funny girlfriend of his.

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me

any time I wanted him.

I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard

the voice of a lady. It came from the same room.

"F*ck me just the way you tear Annie's p*ssy wide every Friday night," the

strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that.

"I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill

down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie

doesn't allow me in bed."

Very quickly, I opened my eyes.

Damon was making out with her. He was sleeping with my friend, Cassandra.

"No, I can't believe this..." I whimpered, my eyes growing red instantly. The

box of pizza slipped off my hands and the snacks littered the floor. I couldn't

control it. "Damon, how dare you sleep with my friend?!"

"Annie..." Damon said, surprised that I was present watching both of them

f*ck in bed.

"Go deeper, Damon," Cassandra rasped, holding deep breaths to take the

pleasure in as she enjoyed it the most. "What's that poor thing doing with you?

Haven't you dumped her for the last two months?"

"She wouldn't listen." Damon focused on Cassandra, as he kept smacking her

buttocks to make sure his c*ck got a way through it.

I saw everything. I was p*ss*d off. The gift I had bought for him was not even

an important thing now. Damon was playing with my heart, and he seemed to

mean it.

"Damon!" I shouted his name once more, trying to get his attention.

"Annie, what are you looking for?" Damon responded, his voice barely a

whisper. He kept f*ck*ng Cassandra until he saw me again, and knew I was

actually the one standing before him. "Then, tell me what it is you want from

me." For a moment, he stopped and wrapped himself in a towel, drawing back

a bit behind the bedrails.

"Really?" I snapped.

"Shut up!" Cassandra bellowed, staring at me with jealous eyes. "He's not

going to fall in love with an ugly poor young *ss like you... so, help us shut the

door behind you immediately."

"You?" I turned to Cassandra, feeling the pain of betrayal hit me in the face.

And then to Damon again, I blinked, fresh tears dropping off my chin. "Is this

how you choose to live your life, Damon. After everything I have done for

you?"

"What the hell have you done for me?" Damon grumbled, standing to his feet

together with Cassandra, both of them half-naked. "I never had anything to do

with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet s*x today should even be

appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room

is only ten feet farther from my palace."

"What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs.

"You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a

cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate

you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to

see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?"

"Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room

with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword pack. I reject

you, Annie, as my mate. Everything between us is done."

"Damon?" I blurted, my face washed with tears. "Do you really want to do this?"

"Just like that?" My voice was nothing but a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest. All tears on my chin stopped and instead, a burning fire suddenly rose from within me, heating up my veins. Damon adjusted the towel around his waist. "Yes, just that, Annie. We are done. I reject you as my mate. And since you've been accepted into the Silver Sword Academy, let me make this very clear... You are rejected from the Silver Sword Pack, too. From now henceforth, you should not move around Agolia not to talk of living anywhere under my watch." Cassandra cut in, her voice high and the tone quite unpleasant. "Did you hear that, poor girl? You're not even good enough to be an Omega! Go back to your books and start with your reading… over again."

"The pack? But I haven't even begun my training!" I advanced, fists balled. My Inner Wolf was screaming not in pain, but in a strong need for revenge. "My Uncle has invited me already! I have the letter right here!"

Damon didn't even flin