Taming My Lycan Biker

Alicia The halls buzzed with echoing footsteps, giggling students and whispering voices that were all directed at me, I could feel the intensity of their gaze, which burned a hole in my back, my head lowered, shoulder slumped while I tried my best to gather my trembling pieces to the other end of the hall. On a normal day I would have hid in a corner and waited still every student leave but today wasn't normal, today would decide if I get thrown out of not only the school but my home and the pack, today would decide if mother was right; if I was a mistake, an embarrassing and unfortunate brat. Today I could either pass or be crushed. I pushed myself closer, every step closer felt like I was walking on thin ice, my heart slammed hard against my ribcage while I silently prayed “Please I need to pass.” I had read for months, I wrote well in the exams, and did my defence well although I stuttered once. Surely one stutter won't mean my end. I breathed in the air that smelt like something a drunken chemist mixed up. Sliver high, was the pack second university, the first was for elites, for people who had class, people who could match up to the standard, people like my younger sister. “I failed!!!.” A voice screamed at the side as she ran out, crying. Fear lurched a dagger to my heart, I forced down the bile that clogged my throat and hastened my step, still I stood Infront of the notice board which was crowded with students. I tiptoed closer, standing on my toes as I scanned through the pasted results. “You will pass!!.” I muttered. I have to, I can't fail, alot was at stake. I fisted the baggie white top I wore, I crocked my head closer. My eyes squinted as I peered through my glass. My course number wasn't in the first page or the second nor third. My breathing heavied. Could I have been cancelled out? Was it missing script? Or did they forget I was a student the same way mother always forgets I was alive or her child. I stilled at her spotted my number, my eye trailed it to I reached the mark. “98%. Distinction.” My lips fell open. I…I passed. A loud scream left my lips as the rest eyed me, I continued jumping up. “Yes!!! Yes.” Tears rolled out of my eyes and down my cheeks. I passed!!!!. Happiness exploded in my belly. “Can you get it down, you filth.” One said and bumped my shoulders so hard I crumbled to the ground but my smile remained it tact. This was everything I had asked for, this was an opportunity I thought I wouldn't get. This pass meant I was eglible for my bars exam. I was so close to becoming a lawyer. So damn close. I breathed out and dusted myself off the ground. Today I was happy and ni matter what happened, it wouldn't change. I made my way out, my classes had ended ten minutes ago, I couldn't afford to come home any later then 20 minutes. Mother would kill me, literally. My phone buzzed against my pocket as I pulled it out. Sometimes I believed my phone was stronger than I could ever be, unlike me who crumbled at every situation, it flight back. It was old, the oldest version of Samsung phone knowned to man, held together by dutcape and a sheer determination. I slided the answer button and placed it to my ears. “Hit me!.” Her voice came out crack, probably from my phone and unstable network. “I passed.” I broke the news, silence descend for a second before her loud scream shattered it. I winced but didn't complain. Summer was the only one I had, she was my best friend, the only one who cared for me, although she had put me in a lot of trouble with her adventurous Wats but it all worth it, she was worth it. “I said it!!! I f*****g said it.” She screamed more. “I am so proud of you!!!.” “Thank you.” “I'm really proud, you are so close to becoming a lawyer and finally throwing your evil mother in jail.” I half laughed. I wasn't going to do that. She might be harsh but she was still my mother. Our conversation lasted for another five minutes before she got called out, I made it back home before mother or anyone notice I was five minutes late, I took a bath and dressed in to something mother won't throw up if she sees; a black curve neck top and jeans trousers. It was the closest I had come to fashion, I always loved my baggie tops and jeans. It was comfy. “Miss Alicia, Dinner ready.” The maid spoke while I nodded. I threw my glance at the mirror and my reflection winked back at me. I wasn't beauty, either was I ugly. Brown hairz thin eyebrows, blue eyes they didn't mirrored mother or father's own, a flat nose which mother said was a sign of useless people and pink lips. My leverage was perfectly tucked in, still it outline showed through the top “You can do this. It's just dinner.” I sucked in air then spun and left. ~~~~ The dinning was deae silence, I would practically hear my blood gushing through my veins, my raging heartbeat yet I dared not to show it. At the end of the table was father, grey hair, chiselled features worse out through the years and the other end was mother, she looked like she father's daughter not wife, she was young, her skin flawless, her face radiant, she looked more like a model than a business woman. I bet my all they she didn't go for modelling because she wanted to impress the Alpha. I sliced through the brfg which tasted like sandpaper trying to muster up the courage “Mother—” “No talking while eating.” She shunned me. “But it's important.” I stuttered out as she glared at me, in the next moment she set her cutlery down and threw her focus on me. “My results came out today, I got distinction which means I qualified for the Bars exams.” I rushed, my head lowered. “That's it?.” She spoke, her face stoic. “Surely this isn't the reason you made me stop mid way.” “I—” my eyes burned with tears. “I thought you would be happy that i—” “They you passed one stupid and easy exam.” She scoffed. “What do you think? I would be praise you for such nonsense.” Her words stabbed a dagger to my heart. “I thought you—” my eyes watered with tears. “You thought wrong. You are in sliver high, a worthless school. Your rough exam is nothing compared to what Sliverhood sets for a one year old. So don't act like you did nothing amazing. Understood?.” “Y..yes, mother.” She stood up, her gaze bored at me for a second more before she shifted it and spat. “God, you are so annoying.” With that she left. Tears seller up in my eyes yet I dared not go let it spill but now, not here front of father who care more about the newspaper he had than me. I forced my food down, and only after they did I leave, walking like a broken shell. The cold air slapped across my face as I stepped out and into the vast courtyard, my heart unclenched and I could finally breath. I can't cry!! I can't cry I repeated, digging my nails into my palm. I can't, today is a happy day I should be celebrating. I nodded. I could go to James. He was the only one who understood my pain, the only man they ever choose me, that loved me for the broken and imperfect way I am. My gaze darted to my phone screen. “8.01.” I had an an hour and half to curfew. I could make it back. I could risk it for him. ~~~ The distance between his home and mine was a fidget minutes walk but the cab got me there in 4 minutes. I paid and headed into the cottages. Finally! Being with James always managed to make me feel wanted, like I was someone. I made my way in, unlocking the door with the spare key he always kept under the flower pot. My jabs twisted the knob and pushed the door open. I froze. Because in the couch, naked and f*****g each other was my James with — My breathing hitched. With Evie; my sister My world collapsed.