The Alpha's Real Heir

Chapter five

Miranda POV

The next day.

I was so f*****g hungover.

My head was pounding as I rolled to my side.

Last night, the Alpha’s words still echoed in my ears.

He wants to crown that Ace boy as the future Alpha.

He just said it.

Like it was nothing.

If that boy is crowned Alpha of the Golden Pack...

what’s left for me?

I remember when he used to tell me

I’d be crowned Luna one day.

That I’d rule with my future mate.

But now everything is different.

Last night I couldn’t stay.

I couldn’t watch them celebrate.

So I left.

They were all happy.

I felt nothing.

---

It was time for school.

I pushed the thoughts out of my head.

Shower. Dress. Go.

When I got to school, it was bustling.

More than usual.

Almost all the students were standing at the entrance gate.

That was strange.

They only do that when someone important is coming.

Like they were waiting for someone.

Who? I wondered.

Back then, before mum died,

I was the reason for crowds like this.

Now they don’t even care if I exist.

Curious, I waited to see who it was.

Not long after, the students screamed.

I looked over.

And saw him.

Ace.

That boy again.

He’s at my school.

He was the one they were waiting for.

Just yesterday we heard he’d start today.

And on his first day, he’s already getting this much attention.

The whole school was rushing to meet him.

Like they’d found their long-lost savior.

“What the heck,” I muttered.

Girls were crowding him like he was their idol.

I snorted and started walking away.

But then I heard it.

“Miranda!”

I turned. “Why are you calling me, bastard?”

His frown deepened.

Students nearby whispered.

I didn’t care.

He looked annoyed.

I didn’t care how he felt.

I don’t!

Who asked him to call me anyway?

He could’ve pretended he didn’t see me.

But no.

“Why do you have to be so rude all the time?” Ace said, voice tight.

I scoffed. “I don’t have breath to waste on a bastard like you.”

And walked away to my class.

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I walked to the school cupboard.

Needed my notebooks.

I was searching when I felt someone beside me.

I thought it was Jerry.

But then I heard the voice I didn’t want to hear.

“I’m new here,” he said politely.

“Can you show me around?

Help me locate my class and know my way around?”

I was surprised he followed me here.

Wasn’t he supposed to be with the fans at the gate?

How did he even get past them?

I used to need guards just to walk into school.

Besides, why was he asking me?

What gave him the right?

I stared at him, frowning.

“I’m busy.

And even if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t help you.

So many students are following you like you’re their god.

Why didn’t you ask them?

You know I wouldn’t help you.

Or are you just looking for trouble?

Because I don’t understand what you want.”

I grabbed the books I needed and went to lock my locker.

That’s when I heard him.

“But you’re my sister,” he said with a smirk.

“It’s better I ask you than an outsider.”

Now I was sure he was looking for trouble.

“Sister?” I said, mocking him.

He nodded.

I chuckled. “Keep dreaming.

I can never relate to a

bastard who isn’t even sure of his own origin.”

He frowned.

I didn’t give him a chance to reply.

I walked away.

After a while, I turned back.

He was still standing there.

Acting weird.

I turned to keep walking...