Claiming His Silver Alpha Breeder

Chapter 8: Retaliation Part 1

Lilac’s P.O.V

I entered class exactly a minute before the teacher did. Watching Serena and her goon’s panicked expression as they shuffled through their books last minute, trying to figure out what even to write…?

Best. Damn. Thing. Ever.

The four of them, Serena, Aisha, and the terrible twins with an even more terrible choice of names given to them by their parents…Tiffany and Brittany, looked up from all the books scattered on their tables, panic prevalent in their faces and saw me walk in. The change of emotions was instantaneous. However, it was clear that not every one of them felt the same way towards me.

While the other three girls looked relieved enough to pass out, Serena scrunched up the papers in her hand, a low growl escaping her lips as I saw her claws lengthen in her fingers.

I shook my head and headed straight to my seat at the back of the class, pulling the earphones out of my ears so I could listen to the sound of their teeth grinding in anger…knowing that I had enough power over them to cause them some form of panic…just like they had done to me all these years.

Serena was the first person to storm out of her seat, her chair scraping on the marbled floor so harshly that it drew a few people’s attention towards us, before they rolled their eyes and went on with their respective conversation.

Of course! Nothing to see here folks. Just another normal day where Serena bullies the s**t out of the traitor girl and gives her exactly what she deserves.

“Where. Is. My. Assignment.” She slammed her fist onto my desk, leaving a dent in the middle of it.

I looked up into her porcelain white face made rosy with a s**t ton of makeup. Her golden hair was in delicate curls around her face and her golden brown eyes were currently spitting fire in my direction.

“Where’s my money?” I asked her instead.

“What money?” Yet again, the change in her expression was remarkable.

“You made me do your project, which was yours to be done in the first place.” I reminded her one by one, ticking them off of my fingers. “Then you ruined the entire work for having my signature on one single paper…and then you made me redo the whole thing again. $500. For the entire paper.”

“What the fu-”

The teacher walked into the room right then, and I had the pleasure of watching Serena’s eyes widen in horror.

“$500 bucks or forget the assignment,” I held up the papers in my hand, ready to tear it down the middle if she so much as made a single wrong move. “Come on, Serena…wasn’t your pocket money $15K a week or something? Or did you lie?”

Her face became deadly serious as she rushed back to her seat, followed by her goony sluts, as the teacher took his seat and we all stood to greet him. However, before we could sit down, Serena was back at my table, slamming the five hundred dollar bill with lesser force than before as she proceeded to snatch the assignment right out of my hands.

“You’re gonna pay for this.” Her voice was a low growl and she made it back to her seat right on time before the advanced English teacher, Mrs. Douglas, could notice her absence.

Fortunately…and surprisingly, this was the only advanced class that she was taking out of all the classes there were, while all I had were advanced classes. I’d always been a studious child, but I was glad my IQ was going to help me get the f**k out of this hell hole as soon as I was done high school.

As expected, the teacher asked us to hand in our assignments as soon as we were done settling down and also, I was once again chosen to be the one to go over to all the students and collect their assignments one by one.

There were a few teachers in the school who appeared to be on my side when it came to academics and helping me out when I was in trouble, but Mrs. Douglas was not one of them. She was one of the pack ‘purists’ who hated that I came from a pack of exploiters and believed that I should have been thrown out of the pack or killed at sight.

But her opinions mattered little to me, especially since she once got utterly humiliated while trying to humiliate me in front of the school. She had failed me on a test on purpose, the first time I was admitted to high school, and since I knew that my answers were correct, I had taken it to the Principal and then she had had to publicly apologize to me in the morning assembly. Neither she nor Alpha Krimson had looked happy about it, but it had been a small win and since then, she never questioned my academic credentials.