Approaching the Arrogant Alpha novel Chapter 9

"Please," I bang my fist on the wood, "Please don't leave. Tell me something. Anything I can work with."

"I am under strict instructions to tell you nothing and I can get into major trouble for going against Alpha Baden's wishes," as Corey explains it, I give up, knowing he won't say anything against the Alpha he protects. But then I hear this through the door after a short pause, "...Maia... his rival will be at the ball. You have to stay away from him. Do you understand me? Stay away. The only Alpha you may speak with is Baden... for the love of my life, please, Maia... I am begging you, don't react in a way that shows I have told you anything. Pretend you know nothing... and stay by Baden's side. It'll be a disgrace for both of you if you wander off."

I don't reply and Corey walks away.

Now it made a bit more sense.

There was only one other Alpha out of the hundred in the Academy, that was considered another direct runner-up for Prime Alpha.

His name was Chase... and he had been studying in Noble Metropolis for the past few years. He was infamous for his physical strength.

It was also common knowledge that Alpha Baden's childhood best friend... was Chase... and they had grown up glued to each other's sides.

But something had gone wrong by the time they hit college - and now?

They were more than just rivals...

...they were the worst of enemies.

You're going to a ball. You have twenty minutes to get ready. That's a sure fine way to tell a girl she has no hope of looking presentable, and not just a girl - but a wolf. The Head Guardian is escorting the last stragglers, including myself, to the ball while I hope my hair lying in a mess around my red dress is enough to pass as a messy-fashionable style.

I only had time enough to shave my legs and under arms, choose a dress and do my makeup. So, I still have my crazy-i-was-trapped-in-my-room-for-seven-days hair on.

I didn't have time to shower with the Head Guardian escorting us to the Grand Tower so soon.

And of course, I was given no prior warning by Baden's Guardians, probably via his own personal orders.

But, I guess, at least I could breathe some fresh air after seven days.

The Grand Tower before us is tall but it was more so wide and in the very centre of campus. It was grand, as the name suggested, with wolves sculpted into the architecture. Inside the ballroom, there would be the famous marble wolf sculptures. They were always a good topic for conversation.

"Don't try to leave early - we have eyes watching," the Head Guardian smiles kindly despite the threat as he ushers us into the entrance.

The place is already packed with a thousand people.

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