My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Ministry Official

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Chapter 30

~Valerie’s POV~

The days flew by, and before I could catch my breath, Monday hit like a wave.

I had done everything to avoid the Alpha Kings Heirs since that wild Saturday, but deep down, I knew the new week wouldn’t be so easy. A run-in felt inevitable.

As I walked into the school building, the buzz of students and lockers slamming all around me, I spotted Isla in the hallway. Relief bloomed on my face and I smiled. Isla noticed and walked up.

"Hey," I said softly, guilt creeping into my voice. "I’m sorry for leaving the store like that the other day. And... for not reaching out when you guys got back. I kind of... shut myself in."

Isla waved it off with a light smile. "It’s okay. My cousin can be a bit too much, you see."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, Dristan is definitely more than enough."

We both chuckled, but suddenly, my smile faded. A group of four men and a woman passed by us, all heading toward the principal’s office. Their backs were to me, but something about them made my stomach twist.

Isla noticed me staring. "What’s the matter?"

"Umm... nothing," I replied quickly, forcing a smile.

Isla followed my line of sight and nodded. "Oh, those guys? Ministry officials. They usually come once every school session, but it’s weird they’re here this early. Guess the new head’s trying to outdo the last Minister of Education."

"Oh. Makes sense," I said, forcing my heart to slow down.

Isla seemed to study me briefly but she smiled her usual charming smile again.

"Alright, I’ve got a different class this morning. See you during second period," Isla said, waving as she turned away. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"Sure. See you."

I headed to my locker. As I opened it, something dropped onto the floor—a letter.

I froze while my eyes remained glued on this one.

My last anonymous letter was hate-filled, and I wasn’t sure I had the stomach for another because I wanted positive vibes for this week. For a moment, I considered trashing it. But something in my gut stopped me.

I took it, glanced around, and slipped away to a quiet hallway. Then with my heart pounding, I opened the letter.

"I know who you really are, Valerie Sapphire Violet Snow, Southern Alpha King’s Heir."

My heartbeat spiked, thudding in my chest like a war drum.

Someone knew.

Someone actually knew.

My eyes widened, breath hitching, but I forced my face to stay calm.

I folded the letter and tucked it into my school uniform pocket, trying to steady my thoughts. But just as I turned to leave, a hand snatched me into the shadows.

I gasped.

A hand clamped over my mouth, and I was dragged behind a wall.

As soon as my feet touched solid ground again, I whipped around, going for a kick to the knees—but my attacker leapt back.

Good. That was all I needed.

The moment he landed, I lunged forward, driving a kick toward his stomach, but he slid aside. I didn’t stop—grabbed his tie, spun, and pressed the dagger underneath my skirt to his throat.

"Who the fuck are you?"

The man tried to speak but I pressed the blade tighter.

"You better think carefully before lying. Your life’s in my hands. If I don’t like your answer, you won’t get to say another word."

The man laughed. A wrong move and I sliced his neck just enough to draw blood.

He stopped laughing.

But then he smirked. "Rather than me, I think you should be worried about your life, Valerie Violet Sapphire Snow."

Little one? My mind screamed in disbelief.

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