Challenges of an Alpha's Hybrid Daughter

Actions have consequences

A dog whistle blows followed by a human whistle

"Now that I have your attention can someone please tell me who started this," yells the coach. " They did, answers two humans while pointing at me and the twins. " Snitches get stitches," I mutter under my breath. " We heard that Wendy mindlinks with a smirk. "It isn't like you weren't thinking the same thing," I say snickering. "So you girls think this is funny, he asks sternly. " We're going to the principal's office. Come along now," he orders.

"Grace, Wendy and Wanda what got into the three of you starting a food fight. You are seniors in high school future pack leaders. Yet here you sit two weeks before graduating high-school acting like pups fresh out of kindergarten," says a dumbfounded Principal Grey. " Coach take these girls to class and let them run off some of this aggression. I will be calling Alpha Vaughn and he will be handing out your punishment." "Do you have to bother my Dad with this, whines Grace. " Yes I do, because this isn't you girls first offense," he answers.

"You girls are going to go run laps while we wait for the rest of your class to join us," instructs Coach.

"Yes Sir!" We all immediately take off running.

a little bit later..

"Welcome to class you all, now go join the girls and give me 10 miles, instructs coach. "you girls may start counting your miles when you get to the starting line," yells Coach.

I have a panther for my spirit cat and she wants to run this one. I tell her you got it. Just don't out run them too much. Okay but it isn't my fault the wolves are slower than us. Yeah well it isn't my fault your paws are white which is odd for a panther retorts my wolf. I tell them to be nice as we get out in front of everyone else. Even being tired I was done a good five to ten minutes before everyone else.

" Paul you spar with Grace, instructs Coach. He then pairs the rest of the class off by order that they furnished.

Paul and I shake hands and square off in a fighting stance. He lunges for my arms and I use my cat like reflexes and grab his wrists and cross them in front of his chest. I then start to kick his feet out from under him. He leans into my ear and says I think you are falling for me. I stomp on his foot and we both tumble to the ground. I scowl at him and quickly jump to my feet. He starts laughing at me. He raises an eyebrow and asks, "Why Grace, the cat girl, did you think I meant something else? Now remember everyone is watching." "I'm aware of that Beta, too bad you had to resort to such tactics because this is going to hurt." I say through gritted teeth low enough only he can hear me. Then I bring my knee up to his groin as hard as I can and bring my foot down on top of his foot. He drops to the ground moaning in pain. I say, "Oops who's falling for who now." Coach tells me to go run laps and for Paul to get some ice.

I take my time making laps around the gym watching the other pack members spar.

Wendy got stuck with Wanda since they finished last. When they aren't acting ugly they are pretty solid fighters. If they adjust their attitudes I would love to have them as warriors. We all grew up friends as children of ranked members of the pack. When we hit middle school and puberty kicked in, lines were drawn in the sand.

My parents say that as the future leader of the pack it is my job to get everyone back on common ground. You see every time one of them get into trouble for disrespecting me, I get into trouble for retaliation. My parents remind me that actions have consequences. I finished my ten laps just as coach blew the whistle and told us to hit the showers.

After showering and getting dressed in my thankfully now dry clothes, I head to calculus which thankfully I don't attend with any pack members. We are approaching final exams so our teacher tells us to make sure we update notes and email any questions we have to her. She gives us a dozen sample questions and tells us to email our work to her showing how we got our answers. I finish my work and get my email sent about halfway through class. I then go to read more of Twilight Saga. I get in a couple of chapters before the bell rings.

" Grace Flintwood, Wendy and Wanda Turner please report to the cafeteria at once," is heard over the loud speaker. I head to the Cafeteria with my head down feeling humiliated.

" Yes sir," I say as I enter the cafeteria. " Look up when you are spoken to," says a familiar voice. I look up and see a pair of steely grey eyes looking back at me. His eyes have me captivated when I hear my father clear his throat, "I am over here" he says. I start blushing as I realize I have been staring at his business associate. Who has been staring back I might add. "Yes Sir," I utter totally embarassed.

" Now that we are all here, you children made this mess so you children will clean this mess, my Dad orders. Mr. Waters and I have business to discuss. I want this room spotless before we finish our meeting," he commands. " The janitor brought you children cleaning supplies right over there."

" Grace you and I will talk about this further at home. Is that understood young lady." " Yes sir," I reply.

The twins and I got the cleaning supplies and got busy working on cleaning the entire cafeteria. By time we finished we were exhausted.

" You girls learn anything from this," my Dad asked as we finished. "Yes sir," we all sighed completely exhausted. "Then let's head home. Grace give John your keys as part of your punishment you are losing your driving privileges until further notice." "Here you go, I gave Joh-n my keys"

"Get in he," says to me. " What?" I stutter. "Your Dad has agreed to allow me to drive you home," John says with a wink. I feel all tingly as I climb into my truck." " You feel it too don't you, he asks me as he gets into the truck. "Feel what," I ask coyly. " The attraction between us." " What girl wouldn't be attracted to a hunk like you," I say flirtly. " Smooth one says Angel, Give her a break says Mittens. She hasn't let it click yet he's our mate. " "Oh my gosh you guys are you serious. He is our mate. And they say blondes are the dumb ones. Yes Grace that gorgeous hunk is our destined mate."

" How long have you known we were mates," I ask John. " Not quite a year now, he replies. Remember when I started avoiding you." " Yeah I thought you just didn't like me," I answer. We spent the rest of the drive home talking.