I sighed exasperatedly, taking a glance at soone that mother said was my sister.
She was staring ahead, tapping her finger restlessly on the steering wheel as if she couldn’t wait to get rid of from the car, like I was wasting her ti. Not saying a word, I unlocked the door and stepped out of it, coughing incessantly when she sped off, leaving a wind of dust in her wake.
She would have just left at ho. That way I would know I was actually walking the long distance to school, since there wasn’t much difference between the both. I checked the ti on my wrist watch; I would be late for class again. I’m sure my teacher was already tired of giving detentions, because the last ti she had ntioned a suspension.
I wish she would dish it out to though. I wish she had the power to do so, at least for two weeks. That would be the best two weeks ever of my life.
Growing up, my siblings had been at least civil to until my sixteenth birthday when it had been obvious to all that I was wolfless.
When a werewolf of my pack gets to sixteen, he or she doesn’t really shift, not until eighteen, but rather is taken to the water trough close to our boundaries where the pack doctor does a kind of test on the person to check out the strength or capacity of the wolf.
I don’t know the reason or purpose for that but it had been the way since forever, and had been another reason or rather a chief reason why I was being bullied in school.
The doctor hadn’t seen anything, hadn’t felt nothing during the test run. My mother had said that perhaps I was a late bloor, but the doctor had insisted that even if I was a late bloor, I should have at least a strand of wolf gene in , but according to the test there was nothing, no wolf strand, no gene, absolutely nothing.
They had asked my mother if she had adopted or slept with a human, but she had sent away from the room, before giving an answer to the question.
That had sown the doubts within that perhaps I wasn’t my father’s daughter, perhaps mother had cheated on him, even though I couldn’t imagine that happening. They loved each other so much, as werewolves feel about themselves.
After that day, the relationship between and my siblings had gotten worse, and things had gotten worse in school. Even though ogas were on the lower chain in the pack, there was still so sort of equality which the king had established to prevent the abuse of power and ranks. But even then, my siblings moved with higher ranks, perhaps because they were just too cool, and their wolves were rumoured to be strong because they were twins.
I was the outcast. Sotis, I imagined running away, especially if the thought of the three sons of the lycan king crosses my mind. But if I ran, where would I go? I will be a rogue, not that anyone would care about my absence though, well except mom. The three lycan sons...
"Maya, what are you doing here?" I heard a voice ask, interrupting my thoughts.
I looked up and caught sight of Noami, a classmate of mine. She wasn’t an oga but she wasn’t popular either. She was just there, and was one of the few who bothered to talk about after the doctor’s announcent. The others who had been my friends had scampered away, not wanting to associate with the scum of the pack who her mother probably had with another man, a mistake.
"Hi Naomi, good morning.’’ I greeted, darting my eyes from her to her infamous bicycle. I still don’t get her affiliation with bicycles when she could just get a car. I knew her parents could afford it. Her brother, Timothy, my crush at one ti before he had almost broken my nose with a ball on one of the days I had gone to watch him, was one of the star players of the school team, and a ladies man. He even moved sotis with the Alpha’s sons. And he drove a sweet car. Naomi just didn’t like cars.
"What are you doing here? This isn’t the way around your ho, and why aren’ you in school, you are like..."
"The early bird..." she interrupted , a small smile on her lips.
"Yeah, exactly. The early bird. What changed? Didn’t know you as soone that would break the school rules." I ntioned, sliding my left hand into the left front pocket of my oversize pants.
"Well, my mother sent on an errand. She already called our teacher earlier this morning to take an excuse card. So, I am not really breaking any rules. What about you? Why are you always late when you could hitch a ride with either your brother or sister?" Naomi inquired, and I shrugged. "Nothing."
"I see..." she muttered. "Get on the bike. Let’s go then." she said, pointing at the back seat of her electronic bike.
"But..." I muttered, trying to point out that her brother might not be happy with seeing us together, that the school might even be in chaos because of this anomaly, but she was having none of it.
"Get in Maya. unless, you want to be the reason why the teacher gives the early girl detention. My mother already gave her the ti range of the errand." she said, and I sighed, getting on the bike, not wanting to get her in trouble, happy on the inside though that I wasn’t going to walk to school. I really was feeling tired.
Perhaps, a fever was actually coming. But why wouldn’t it. I thought, rembering the incident that had occured yesterday, when Noah, one of the sons of the Alpha, had stay in the school pool for more than four hours despite the cold weather, just because I had forgotten to prostrate before him when he had sent for .
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