The Dangerous Alphas Noticed Her
1492 Words
Lyra POV
“What the f**k are you?”
Darius’s voice cut through the silence hanging over the training arena.
I stared at the boy lying on the floor beside the lockers, my pulse hammering violently against my ribs while panic crawled up my throat.
I barely pushed him.
I knew I did.
There was no way an Omega should have enough strength to throw a Beta across an entire room.
Nobody moved, no one even blinked.
The guy groaned painfully from the floor while Professor Hale rushed toward him.
“What happened?” the professor barked.
No one answered immediately.
Mostly because they were all staring at me like I’d suddenly grown another head.
My hands started shaking.
“I—I didn’t mean to—”
“You touched him?” Professor Hale snapped at the Beta on the floor.
The boy winced before glaring at me angrily. “She attacked me!”
“That’s not what I asked.”
The room fell quiet again.
The guy hesitated, then he muttered, “I grabbed her wrist.”
Professor Hale cursed under his breath.
At Blackthorne Academy, putting your hands on another wolf without permission during training was grounds for punishment, especially if the other person was physically weaker.
Usually, Omegas were the victims of that rule. Not the ones sending people flying into metal lockers.
Professor Hale slowly turned toward me..There was confusion in his eyes now. And caution.
“Lyra,” he said carefully, “come with me.”
“No.”
The deep voice came from behind me.
It was Darius.
The professor frowned immediately. “Nightcrest, stay out of this.”
Darius ignored him completely. His eyes remained fixed on me in a way that made my skin feel too tight. Like he was trying to look beneath it.
“Something’s wrong,” he muttered.
My stomach twisted harder.
“What do you mean?” I asked quietly.
He stepped closer. Every instinct inside me screamed at me to move, but my body stayed frozen.
Darius inhaled slowly again. That strange look crossed his face for the third time today. His wolf was near the surface again. I could feel it in the sharpness of his stare.
“You smell different,” he said softly.
Professor Hale’s expression darkened immediately. “Enough.”
Darius didn’t even glance at him.
“I’m serious.”
“You’re imagining things.”
“No,” Darius replied flatly. “I’m not.”
The tension in the room became unbearable.
Then the arena doors suddenly swung open.
Laughter echoed inside before a familiar voice drawled lazily, “Why does this room smell like emotional damage?”
Every girl in the arena immediately turned.
Zayne Volkov walked in like he owned the entire academy. Actually, maybe he did.
He was the captain of the hockey team, the campus favorite, professional flirt and he's dangerously attractive.
Unlike Kael and Darius, whose presence felt sharp and intimidating, Zayne carried chaos around him naturally. Tattoos wrapped around his forearms beneath rolled-up sleeves, silver rings decorated his fingers, and his dark blond hair looked permanently messy like he’d just climbed out of someone’s bed.
Three girls near the doorway practically stopped breathing when he smiled at them.
Then his gaze landed on me. And, his grin faded slightly.
“Well,” he said slowly, “this looks depressing.”
One of the guys immediately spoke up. “The rejected Omega freaked out and launched Tyler across the room.”
“Freaked out?” Darius repeated dangerously.
The guy instantly shut up.
Zayne looked between me and the destroyed lockers before raising one brow.
“That little thing did that?”
“I’m standing right here,” I muttered.
His mouth twitched slightly.
“So she talks too.”
Heat rose to my face immediately.
God.
Normally, I avoided guys like Zayne completely because they treated flirting like breathing.
Unfortunately, he was also ridiculously charming. And apparently staring at me now with open curiosity.
“Okay,” he said, walking closer, “I need details because there’s no way she threw Tyler into a locker unless Blackthorne started putting steroids in the cafeteria food.”
“I grabbed her wrist,” Tyler snapped bitterly from the floor.
Zayne looked unimpressed.
“And she folded you like laundry?”
Several students snorted. Tyler looked ready to murder him.
I should’ve been embarrassed.Instead, for the first time since the rejection ceremony, I almost smiled.
Zayne noticed anyway..His expression softened unexpectedly.
“There it is,” he said quietly.
“What?”
“That face.”
I frowned.
“You looked like you were about to cry when I walked in.”
My throat tightened immediately.
Darius suddenly stepped between us slightly. It was not enough to be obvious, but enough that I noticed.
So did Zayne.One if his eyebrow lifted lazily.
“Oh,” he murmured. “That’s interesting.”
Darius’s jaw hardened instantly. “Shut up.”
“No, seriously.” Zayne leaned sideways to look at me again. “Why are you acting territorial over the girl Kael rejected yesterday?”
The entire room went silent. And this time, Darius looked murderous now. But, Before he could answer, another scent drifted into the arena. The scent smelled like cold cedar and expensive whiskey.
My heart betrayed me immediately.
It was Kael.
I hated that my body still recognized him before I even saw him.
Conversations shifted the second he entered the room with several teammates behind him.
The future Alpha king of Blackthorne had that effect on people.
Kael barely acknowledged anyone while walking further inside. Then his eyes landed directly on me. And instantly narrowed. It was not because of me. It was because Darius was standing too close.
The atmosphere changed immediately. Tension spread through the room so heavily it became difficult to breathe.
Kael’s gaze shifted slowly toward the lockers.
Toward Tyler still sprawled on the floor.
“What happened?” he asked flatly.
Nobody answered.
Zayne grinned slightly. “Your rejected Omega apparently throws people now.”
Kael’s expression darkened instantly.
“Don’t call her that.”
The words came too quickly, like possessively that everyone noticed.Including Selena, who had just entered behind him. Her face tightened immediately.
My chest hurt all over again.
Rejected Omega.
That’s what I was now.
Not Lyra, not a person.
Just humiliation attached to Kael’s name.
Kael looked at me again, but at this time, it was longer.
And for one awful second, I remembered how he used to look at me before the ceremony. Soft. Protective and dangerously intense.
Now he just looked irritated. Mostly because other men were near me. The realization made something bitter rise inside me.
“You care now?” I asked quietly.
The room became painfully still.
Kael’s jaw tightened.
“I never said I cared.”
Zayne let out a low whistle. “Damn. You really are an asshole.”
Several people choked trying not to laugh.
Kael shot him a deadly glare. Zayne looked delighted by it.
Selena immediately grabbed Kael’s arm. “Why are we even standing here talking about her?”
Her eyes swept over me with disgust. Then toward Darius. Then to Zayne.
And finally..
Toward the figure standing silently near the upper observation deck. I hadn’t even noticed him before.
Lucien Ashford.
My stomach tightened slightly.
Unlike the others, Lucien didn’t demand attention when he entered a room..He simply took it naturally. He was tall,calm and perfectly composed.
Everything about him felt controlled, from the expensive black coat hanging over his broad frame to the calculating silver-gray eyes currently fixed on me.
He was the track captain and a top student. He was also the son of Alpha Council member Victor Ashford. And possibly the most unreadable person at Blackthorne Academy.
While everyone else reacted loudly, Lucien simply watched like he was studying me.
And somehow, that unsettled me more than Darius growling or Kael glaring.
“You’ve been staring for five minutes,” Zayne called toward the observation deck. “Starting to get creepy, Ashford.”
Lucien finally moved.
Slowly descending the stairs without taking his eyes off me. The room grew quieter with every step ge took. Then he stopped directly in front of me. Close enough that I caught the scent of winter pine and smoke.
His gaze dropped briefly toward my hand, then toward the dented lockers behind me.
“You threw him?” he asked calmly.
I nodded hesitantly.
Lucien went silent for several seconds. Then something strange happened. His expression changed. It was not a shock, but a recognition. It wasn't obvious but definitely there.
Kael noticed immediately.
“What?” he asked sharply.
Lucien’s eyes lifted slowly toward him. Then toward Darius, and finally back to me.
When he spoke, his voice was quiet enough that everyone leaned closer to hear it.
“She’s not a normal Omega.”
- Writer
