Chapter 6-meeting the ranked one student
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Alpha Alex is ranked a beta’s son—that’s odd. Roy mentioned there was only one person in the rank one, and that was supposed to be an Alpha.
Alexander is an Alpha—so why is he ranked two?
And speaking of him, it's strange to see that he moves around here without his mask.
I cleared my throat, unsure of what to do, and suddenly stretched my hand toward him.
Alex looked at me, his face void of emotion, then simply walked to his bed, leaving me standing there.
I felt dumb. The ground should just open and swallow me whole.
Roy laughed sheepishly, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the side.
“You shouldn’t pay much attention to him. He’s always like that—just let him be.”
I nodded and glanced back at Alex. He was sitting on his bed, flipping through a notebook in his hand. He looked quiet, distant—someone who preferred his own company. My lips twitched as I shook my head.
NEXT DAY
The bell rang loudly, echoing through the room. My ears thrummed hard, and I winced, pressing my palms tightly over them.
“Oh, Moon Goddess,” I groaned. “I still want to sleep.” I whined into my pillow, hugging it closer.
“Stop whining like a lady and move down to the hall,” a voice said. Then the door shut with a soft click.
I blinked, staring at the door.
Was that Alex just now?
Roy burst into the room, panting.
“Are you still in bed?!”
“The c**k hasn’t even crowed yet,” I muttered. “What’s the fuss all about?”
Roy yanked the blanket off me. “Elder Gideon doesn’t take lateness kindly. You’ll be punished—probably asked to wash the toilets, or worse!”
“The toilets?” My eyes shot open. I jumped out of bed and scrambled to put on my uniform.
I fixed my glasses, adjusted my trousers, and ran out with Roy.
As we rushed down the stairs, I froze. Elder Gideon walked ahead, downstairs, his expression dark.
“What’s wrong?” Roy asked, turning back.
“Why don’t you go ahead without me?” I said quickly.
“You forgot something?”
I nodded.
“Alright. Don’t get there late,” he said, running toward the hall.
I turned down the opposite corridor—it led to the staff section. Elder Gideon’s voice boomed from his office, harsh and commanding.
“You haven’t found her yet?!” His fist slammed against the table. “We have to find that letter quickly! I don’t care what you do—just bring his daughter. There’s no way she’s left the pack already. I’ve checked with the others—no rogue has entered their territory.”
Elder Gideon’s breath came in ragged bursts.
I pressed my back to the wall, frowning.
They were definitely talking about me.
But rogue? They already branded me? And what letter is he talking about?
I was still processing it when I heard footsteps nearing the door. I quickly stepped back, hiding behind a column until he passed.
As soon as Elder Gideon stormed off toward the hall, I exhaled shakily.
“Damn it.” I cursed under my breath and ran after him.
By the time I reached the hall, the doors were already closing. I slipped inside just in time.
Elder Gideon stood on the stage, every student seated and silent.
Every pair of eyes turned to me. I spotted Roy in the middle row—he looked worried. I lowered my head and sighed.
“I’m going to wash the toilets,” I muttered to myself.
“Why are you late?” Elder Gideon snapped.
“He’s with me.”
A deep voice cut through the air behind me.
I turned just in time to see him, walking in with a stick of candy between his lips, his mouth glistening slightly as he licked it. His movements were lazy, deliberate. One hand stayed buried in his pocket as he strolled in with quiet arrogance.
He placed a hand around my neck and tugged me closer. “He’s a new student,” he said smoothly. “I had to show him around.”
Elder Gideon exhaled, visibly irritated but letting it slide.
I glanced up at him, his smirk faintly mocking. Then my gaze dropped to his chest—and my breath caught.
“Ranked 1,” I whispered under my breath.
“Don’t repeat this again, Alex,” Elder Gideon warned.
I turned. Alpha Alex had just walked in too—expression unreadable. He didn’t even look at Elder Gideon, just went straight to a reserved seat at the front.
I started to move toward the empty seats at the back, but the rank one student’s hand tightened around my neck again, making me wince.
What the hell is he doing?
“I’ll see you after the announcement,” he said with a forced smile before shoving me away.
I coughed slightly, clenching my jaw as I stared at him in disbelief. Eyes were already on me, so I forced myself to walk to the back quietly.
After Elder Gideon’s speech, everyone headed down to the field for training.
The hierarchy was obvious:
Those ranked five stood to the side.
Rank fours sat on benches while the fives held umbrellas for them against the sun.
Rank threes and twos rested beneath a canopy.
And Rank One—he alone—sat beneath a large tent, his area roped off, his chair cushioned.
I scoffed at the sight and turned to leave—until I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I turned. The student who tapped me pointed toward the rank One student.
He was motioning for me to come over.
Across the field, other students were already taking turns sparring and training.
I had no interest in joining, not when Elder Gideon was clearly hiding something—and time was running out.
I was about to walk away when I noticed Alex heading out of the field. I glanced at him and the Rank One student.
It was a hard choice—but I made it.
I followed after Alex.
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