Chapter 135

I looked over the room and every one of these men was on their bellies. “What the fuck?” I heard a whisper, but I growled. These fucking men pushed me to the point of losing my control. Now they had to deal with the repercussions.

“Alpha Amy…” Gamma Charles started, but I turned on him and stomped to the front. I wasn’t even using all of my power. And I was making sure they weren’t in any pain, but I was almost past caring.

“Gamma Charles, I’m going to need you to be quiet for a minute. Please and thank you.” I pulled back my power enough that everyone could sit back on their heels. “Now.” I turned to face the class like I was the teacher. I leaned against the table and clenched my fists. “I was trying to be nice. But you pushed it too far.”

One guy stammered out an apology. “Please forgive us.”

But I just shook my head. “We are past that now, Greg.” I finally turned to Caleb, who was glaring at me. “Have something to say, Caleb?”

“No,” he bit out. I could see his ego was hurt. I was trying to avoid this, but could they let it go? No, now it was their reckoning.

I felt Nix step closer to the surface, eyes shifting. “No, what?” Caleb tried to fight my power. He tried his best to hold it back, but I just looked at my nails. “You know what? I really wanted to avoid this, but I should have figured I would have to do this.”

“Do what?” Gamma Charles hesitantly asked, and I cut my eyes to his.

“What happens when an alpha comes into a new pack, Charles?”

He furrowed his brows. “Nothing…”

I turned to face the rest of the class. “Does anyone know what an alpha wolf does when he encounters a new pack that he wishes to integrate into?”

The smallest guy there, a weak wolf named Steven, called out, “They fight.”

“Right.” I spun towards the board. “A natural wolf will establish their dominance by attacking the standing alpha. In our structure, they will either fight, try to command the other, or just release all of their power and see if anyone can withstand it.” I turned back to face everyone. “Like what you all tried to do with me?”

“I’m sorry,” Gamma Charles started. “I just didn’t think you were an alpha.”

They insulted us, and Nix snarled.

“And I would normally let this go, but I just started shifting and my wolf is nearly rabid with it. Keeping her at bay is a full-time job, and if you would have just taken our word, we would have forgiven the insult.” I opened my hands and raised my brows. “But you hammered home that I was weak. That you were better than us. In my father’s pack, the ranked wolves treat everyone with respect. But none of you showed your unranked members in this class with anything but thinly veiled contempt. Fuck,” I pointed at Steven. “When he got up, some of you snickered. One even threw a piece of paper at him, and you did nothing, Charles. Why is that?”

“You think you are better than us?” Caleb’s voice was cold, low, calculating.

“Did I tell you to speak, Caleb?” I snarled at him. I watched as the color drained out of his face a little. “What?”

“I said, Did. I. Tell. You. To. Speak?” I spoke, taking a step closer to him with each word.

“I just–” I crouched in front of him and placed my finger on his lips to shut him up.

“That’s it. You shouldn’t.” If looks could kill, I would have been dead right there. But I stood. “I’m going to do this once. And then we are going to go back to learning.”

“Do what?”

I turned back to Caleb, but shook my head. I raised my voice so that everyone would hear me. “If any of you push me to this point again, I won’t use my power to hammer the point home. Next time, I’ll use my fists. Is that understood?”

I heard someone scoff and lean towards another. “Is she joking?”

Before the other could respond, I released all of my power. Every drop of aura was freed, dropping everyone back onto their stomachs, with their faces pressed into the ground. “Is that understood?” I called out and commanded answers without another word.

A chorus of yeses went out, and I released them, tucking my aura away, until there was nothing left. The guys slowly got to their shaky feet, and I watched a pale Caleb stand and grab his stuff, moving away from me.

I guess he didn’t want to be friends after all.