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ather shouted at me from o

winging at me. Before he could return to a defensive stance

l to the groun

since my awakening. They were never my match, in terms of strength or reaction

be proud of? Just w

won the race, but because my father had been n

d, turning his head and headin

of paper. Then he said to me, "It doesn't prove anything, come back one day when you get first place in the training ground and show off." Looking at my father's back as he left, I reassured myself

came from the next training f

of Alpha, no one would dare to bully him. Werewolves were a kind that upheld strength and wildness,

people a lesson. That's why Neil and I were so close as kids. My only

im with a big smile on his face. I didn't even remember if my father smil

it's just a tra

be like you, hu

led me by my name. "Isaac, you're making too much noise!", "Isaac, mind your manners." Not to ment

est of the pack and we had our final duel. Neil had his wolf and his strength was only slowly showing, an

t said that I should mind my own wolf. The duel didn't need to be thought out to know what the outcome

To stop Neil, I had to bite through his shoulder. In pain, Neil finally came to his senses and covered his shoulder and

injuries. I didn't remember much of what happened next, and my mind was also full of blanks at the time. Neil was obviously stunned by the slap

l not far away. He had never spoken to me wit

re from you, that's why he's so strict." Caesar sensed the disc

ce you to comfort me, doesn

lled up with emotions which I didn't know whether it was anger or jealousy. Enough, I didn't want to

can leave if he wants to.

opping in my tracks. He had better never c

ce guy. I could even guess that he must have called me because of another boring little thing like looking at some girl and asking me to be a

e didn't seem to see me, just looking down at her tattered book. My anger was instantly transferred from my f

ned, "What are you d

oo small to stop me. I needed her book to vent the resentment I had received at

he girl knelt down and picked up the torn pages of the book on the floor with tremblin

the floor and the girl crouched on the ground crying. The girl had buried her head so low that it was not quite possible to hear her sobs. But her should

up and apologize to her." Caesar sensed

I didn't know what to do. Apologizing to a slave? If the rumor went out among the pack, I wouldn't

dia'

they wouldn't let me stay in the classroom to read, so I had to find a bench in the corner of the school. I studied hard in my free time ou

him off again. It wasn't until he started tearing my book that I reacted and begged him to let go. But Isaac was like crazy and I tried to grab my book

art to sour and tears slowly filled my eyes. I knelt down to pick up the torn books, but my eyes became a blur from the tea

d still, probably watching me as a joke. The thought of Isaac aggravated me even more, he

hat he had special feelings for me. But with the way he was acting now, what was the difference between hi

the mighty Alpha's son, while I was just a slave. Straightening up, I

ate at night, I kept trying to fix my book. If I even had no book, my teacher would be more reluctant to l

couldn't think of anyone else who could come to me. I was still torn between opening the door or not when there was no more ringing outside. I had to open the door carefully and look

ldn't let go of the book when it was torn, no matter how much I pleaded. And now he's sending me new books. What

ly. I proceeded to pick up the black-framed glasses from the box, and as I put them on I felt nothing but intense disc

ac'

ted until no one was around to leave it on her doorstep. I hid in the corner after knocking on the door and watched the girl take

that the old one was ripped out by you." Caesar said in

ough as it is. If she doesn't study properly

with the

en, and that's so unpleasant. I'

nyone's wolf was as sarcastic as Caesa