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Chapter 34
~Dristan’s POV~
I smirked as Whitmore turned to Avery, waiting for her response. The little mouse was trembling already, but she’d speak—because she had no other choice.
The ball was in my court.
And I’d made damn sure of that.
**Flashback**
By the time I’d decided to report Valerie, I knew words wouldn’t be enough. I needed a witness.
A convincing one.
So, I’d found Avery, the girl whom she had swapped with before lunch break, walking with her friends away from the courtyard like she belonged. I didn’t call her name.
I just walked up, locked eyes, and said one word. "Come."
The others gasped as she followed.
Good girl.
We stopped behind the old south wing, which was quiet, secluded, and shaded from the rest of the school.
I didn’t even face her at first. I just shoved my hands in my pockets and stared at the stone wall ahead of me.
"I need your confession," I said flatly.
A soft gasp escaped her lips. "Confession, Alpha?"
"Yes. I know."
Silence ensued as she probably thought of how to present her case without me getting angry.
"Great, she’s smart." Soren, my cold-ass wolf, commented in my mind.
Then, her voice cracked. "I... I didn’t think this day would come. My feelings—I always buried them." My ears perked.
What the...
Avery continued, "...thinking you’d never consider them. Never even looked at me but now..."
"As you should," I cut in, turning slowly.
"Huh?" She blinked, clearly confused.
"As you should," I repeated, letting her see the cold in my eyes. "I will never consider them."
She flinched and looked away. "Then why did you call me? If it weren’t... if it weren’t for that?"
I chuckled, just once. "You think too highly of yourself."
Then I stepped closer, letting my presence drape over her like ice, and lifted her chin with a finger.
"I need you to confess to Principal Whitmore what you did with Valerie Nightshade."
Her brows furrowed. "I didn’t..." She did not finish her lie when she met my eyes. "Why?"
"You two need to swap back."
"But I—"
My aura flared, low and cold. The temperature dipped sharply. Her voice died in her throat, and she shivered.
"I wasn’t asking for your opinion. It is what you shall do."
She hesitated. Her eyes lifted, and for a split second, I saw defiance.
"What do I get?" she asked.
I raised an eyebrow.
Bold but foolish.
I let out a dry chuckle and shook my head. Soren snarled in the back of my mind.
"Scorch her. Right where she stands."
"Not yet," I told him silently.
I tilted my head and eyed her. "What do you want?"
Avery fidgeted with her fingers, her lips trembling. Then she whispered, "A chance to warm your bed... to make love to—"
"Excuse me?" I snapped flatly.
"I said," she lifted her gaze to meet mine, "a chance to sleep with you."
Just a fraction of my aura exploded. "I heard it the first time, dimwit."
Enough.
My eyes shifted, glowing a deeper shade of blue, reflecting in her eyes as I stepped in. She stumbled backward, visibly shaking.
"You think you’re in a position to bargain with me?"
"Alpha, I—"
"Silence."
Her knees gave way. She dropped. Good.
"You forget, just one word to Brielle... And she’ll let the dogs chew your bones for this insane request."
Her eyes widened in terror. She knew Brielle. Everyone knew Brielle. The ruthless queen. And how violently territorial and possessive she was about me.
I let her have her shine, as it was a way to keep the others in check, but even she knew she couldn’t cross boundaries with me.
"Get up."
Avery dropped her gaze, eyes glistening. "I’m sorry," she whispered.
"Tch." I snorted.
**Flashback Ends**
"Good going. Now, let’s get our mate," Soren cheered on.
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~Valerie’s POV~
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