My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: The Alphas’ Claims

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Chapter 35

~Valerie’s POV~

Principal Whitmore turned slightly and gestured to a shadowed corner behind her desk. The door to her private office opened, and out stepped Avery, smug and composed like she hadn’t just been summoned like a pawn.

My stomach turned. Of course. Dristan.

This was all his doing.

Whitmore leaned back, voice cool and final. "Just know this, Valerie: deceit and manipulation won’t be tolerated here. Whether you’re favoured or not, the rules apply to everyone."

I stiffened but nodded. "Yes ma’am."

"Now answer me. Did you swap with Ms. Avery?"

I gave a nod, more like admitting my final arrest. Principal Whitmore sighed. She had a slightly disappointed look in her eyes, but as soon as it came, it disappeared.

"Am I in trouble?" I was forced to ask while acting cutely.

"Not yet," she replied. "But be careful, Ms. Nightshade. A lot of eyes are on your every move now."

"I understand, ma’am."

"Good. That’s all. You two are dismissed."

I stood, thanked her stiffly, and walked out. Avery followed closely behind.

The moment we stepped out of the secretary’s office and into the hallway, the mask fell.

She smirked.

"You think I don’t know you told Dristan about the swap?" Her voice was sharp, venom dripping from each word. "You conniving bitch. Thinking that’d win you his favor? Just wait. I’ll do everything in my power to have you kicked out of Guild One."

I stopped walking and turned slowly to face her.

Astra growled wildly in my head. "Let me kill this witch right now. Claiming my mate in front of me?"

"Shh. Calm down, Astra," I murmured internally, smoothing my expression as I faced Avery.

I tilted my head with a smile. "Well, well. Looks like the kitten has sharpened her claws."

She glared at me, but I didn’t flinch.

"Don’t worry," I said sweetly. "I’m actually looking forward to it. You can have Dristan."

Astra grumbled inwardly. "You cannot give this with a free rein on our mate."

"Astra chill."

I inhaled, happy she wasn’t grunting again. I let my focus remain on Avery. "But let me give you a piece of advice..."

I stepped forward, voice dropping low.

"Should any harm befall me," I chuckled, a cold, maniacal sound escaping my throat, "then you shall meet your end faster than your next breath."

Avery froze.

Good.

But she snapped out of it quickly. "I’ve got Dristan," she spat, chin lifted in defiance.

I smiled wider, the air around me dropping several degrees. My eyes darkened. My aura surged, sharp and unrelenting.

Astra didn’t miss this chance to let out my Alpha aura and intimidate Avery, who was a beta.

She didn’t see it coming when I stepped into her space, forcing her backward until her spine hit the hallway wall.

"You didn’t get the message the first time," I hissed, my voice ice-cold. "Fine. Have it your way. But don’t say I didn’t warn you."

Her breath caught in her throat as I leaned in, my killing intent coiling thick in the air around us.

"I’ll make it my mission," I whispered, "to turn your life—and Dristan’s—into a living hell."

I smiled manically and stepped back without another word, turned and walked away, leaving her frozen against the wall, clutching her pride like it was armor.

Let’s see how long that lasts.

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