Chapter 1
Pamela had just entered the classroom when a heavy book came flying at her!
“You murderer!
Ungrateful wretch!
How dare you show up at school? Get out!”
“I can’t believe you have the nerve to come here!
You got Scott’s father killed! He thought you were in danger and went to save you, only to be stabbed over a dozen times by those rogues!”
“And you didn’t even testify for our former Alpha in court! Just vanished!”
“You turned such a good man from hero to scapegoat! Where’s your conscience?”
The insults followed the pain like angry hornets.
Pamela’s throat tightened.
She silently walked to her desk, carved with slurs like ‘murderer’ and ‘bitch’!
Just then.
A tall, striking young man appeared at the classroom door.
Scott. Too young to inherit the Alpha title, yet forced into it by his father’s death.
The jeering stopped instantly.
Heart pounding, Pamela instinctively moved toward him. “Scott, I didn’t skip court. I collapsed and was in critical care for three days…”
Scott froze mid-step.
The eyes that once sparkled at her now held only icy hatred.
He smirked. “Really?
Then why didn’t you die on that operating table?”
Pamela went ghostly pale.
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Yeah. Why hadn’t she died?
A week ago, rogues cornered her in an alley after school.
Scott’s father gave his life shielding her.
With no security footage, the rogues claimed George attacked first and they’d acted in self-defense.
Pamela-the only witness-was fighting for her life in ICU during the trial.
Without her testimony, the rogues got convicted of excessive force.
They were right. She’d gotten Scott’s father killed.
Tears welling, Pamela choked out, “I’m sorry…”
The bell rang.
Scott shouldered past her to the back row.
All morning, nobody spoke to Pamela.
At lunch, she entered the cafeteria alone.
Her first time without Scott.
Suddenly, shouts erupted outside:
“Quick!
Get a teacher!”
“Scott’s snapped!
He’s skipping class to brawl with rogues-gonna kill someone!”
Pamela bolted.
She knew Scott’s favorite skipping spots.
Minutes later, gasping and pale, she reached the alley entrance.
Scott took down seven Rogues single-handedly, though he didn’t fare much better himself, his face covered in wounds.
He was still pounding their leader into the ground!
“Mercy… please stop…”
The Rogue whimpered for mercy, but Scott’s eyes burned with vicious fury, showing no intention of stopping.
Any more would be fatal.
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Pamela rushed over and desperately clung to Scott’s arm.
“Enough, Scott. Stop.”
Scott froze, halting his assault.
But moments later, he shoved her away violently, leaning against the wall to light a cigarette.
He then glanced at the fallen Rogues: “Where are your other buddies?
Get them here.”
Clearly, he intended to keep fighting.
Pamela’s heart ached seeing blood coating his hands.
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Her slender frame blocked his path, voice choked: “Scott, don’t hurt yourself like this. Uncle George would be heart- broken. If you need to vent, take it out on me.”
Scott’s icy gaze settled on her.
He blew an unsteady smoke ring toward her, smiling cruelly.
“Fine. Then you can die too.”
Pamela stiffened.
Frowning impatiently, Scott strode out of the alley.
Watching his retreating figure, Pamela’s reddened eyes spilled tears.
Facing the wind, she whispered: “Alright. I will die.”
After this surgery, doctors said her heart condition had become inoperable.
With her current rate of congestive heart failure, she might not live another month.
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