Alisha was…confused. Her head had been killing her since first period because she couldn’t stop thinking about it, she couldn’t get the scene from first period out of her mind. Alisha could vividly remember the sudden wave of overwhelming power she felt, it was the kind that scratched on her skin, made her grit her teeth, and made the hairs on her body stand on end in complete defiance because it was the kind of power that demanded submission – submission she was not willing to give. Alphas didn’t submit to anyone. No one. On the rare occasions they did chose to follow the orders of another leader, it was only willful submission under an authority they trusted and respected, a choice they made, never one they were required to follow and Alisha didn’t want to follow anyone, let alone a vamp
