“Don’t fucking move.” Claudia sent out her wave of power, her weak aura flowing past me as I stopped moving and turned to her. “Who do you fucking think you are? You sit at my table, you attack my friend, and now-” The smack stopped her in her tracks. The cheek was already swelling and turning a delightfulshade of pink. Claudia looked up, betrayal and pain in her eyes as she met Vince’s glare.
“I told you to shut your mouth. You are a Beta, Claudia. Sandra and Emily are barely Gammas. Who the fuck do you think you are, talking to an Alpha like that?” He growled as he got into her face.
Her eyes darted back and forth. “I wasn’t talking to you, though.” Her voice was soft, confused.
Vince laughed. “You stupid girl. What’s the number one rule here?”
“Obey the Alphas.” The three girls chorused.
“Exactly.” Vince shook his head and turned back to me. “I’m sorry Alpha Amy. I should have met you sooner. Alphas eat in a separate cafeteria.”
The three girls’ mouths all dropped open, but I ignored them. “It’s fine. I’ll eat wherever I’m closest to.” I tossed back, refusing his special treatment.
“She’s not wearing designer labels.” Claudia pouted. “How were we supposed to know?” She stomped her foot and glared my way, but I just smiled and walked away, leaving them alone to deal with that bullshit. I had class to get to.
Chapter Seven
Idropped into a seat in the far back of the lecture hall, pulled my bag onto my lap, and pulled out my computer. While waiting for it to boot up, I pulled out my notebook and took a sip from my coffee. I nearly moaned into my cup as the first hit of cafeteria hit my bloodstream.
I waited, sipping my French vanilla cappuccino, as the rest of the class streamed in. I scrolled on my phone, waiting for the last few minutes before class was to start. Nix and Megan kept vigil, so when the male approached me, I wasn’t startled.
“Excuse me?” His voice was deep, but I’ve heard deeper. The King’s voice flashed through my mind. His voice was the deepest I had ever heard. Just thinking of it had my skin breaking out in goosebumps. I regretted not bringing a sweater.
“Yes.” I looked up from my phone. The man in front of me was tall, muscular, and decent looking. His chestnut hair and chocolate eyes were warm, and he had a perfect smile. I smiled up at him and waited.
“Can I sit here?” He pointed next to me and I shrugged.
“It’s open.” I turned to the front of the class and slid my phone into my pocket. The man settled next to me and turned to face me.
“I’m Caleb.” He stuck his hand out and I smirked. I shook his hand.
“Amy.”
“What made you pick computer science as your major?” He held on to my hand and I pulled it back forcefully.
“I want to help my pack. And this is a great way to make extra money from the humans.”
Caleb smiled. “My father said the same thing.”
“Smart man.”
“He is.” Caleb tilted his head. “You don’t seem intimidated by me.”
I smirked back at him. “Why would I be? Are you trying to be intimidating?” I watched his eye twitch.
“No.” He forced a laugh. “But lower ranks feel my excess aura.”
“Who said I’m lower rank?”
“I don’t feel your aura.”
“Because in my pack, we learn at a very young age how to keep it in.”
He reeled back. “Why?”
“Because the higher ranked wolves don’t want the lower ranks to feel any discomfort just living their lives.”
Caleb reeled back so hard he nearly toppled out of his chair. “Seriously?”
