Chapter 69

KIRA:

“Is that how it’s going to be?” I ask as I look back at the girls. My eyes glance down for a second to observe who might have hit me between the two. And sure I was able to find that out before putting my full focus on both of them.

They seem to have a smug on their faces this time around. And Katie chooses to speak, “Do you want more of that? I’m sure you don't. So you had better shut your mouth or we’ll be willing to give out more.”

“Unfortunately, I have become so bad at shutting my mouth.”

Those words leave my mouth as quickly as I raise my hand which had the bottle in it. And with a swipe, the bottle landed on the face of Evelyn. Trust me, I put in a lot of force just to get that in place.

Before Katie could do anything, I have kicked her right in the tummy, sending her to the ground. And that is when I start to move over to Evelyn because she is my main target. It was she who had the gut to slap me.

I walk over to Evelyn who was on the floor with a swollen cheek and the crushed bottle by her side. She looked up at me with fearful eyes as I make my way over to her. And once I am right there, I grab her by the leg.

She starts to kick and my response to that is to hit the leg hard on the floor, making her yelp in pain. Swiftly I lunge at her on the floor as I sit on her and start to dish out punches to her face.

All of a sudden I am pushed to the ground from the side. Hits have started to get to my face which prevented me from initially getting a good look at who my attacker is. But once I can grab both hands of my attacker, I find out it is Katie.

With her hands still in mine, I use them to hit her in the face and then push her off me. I sit on her and start to give out the same punishment that I gave to Evelyn.

But that didn’t last too long because I am pulled away from her when I have finally succeeded in getting a bloody face from her.

“Let me go, Kelvin!” I yell in anger as I try to let go from the grip of Kelvin who was already pulling me out of the combat class. Trust me, I was tempted to butt him with the back of my head but decided not to.

And right on the way out, we come across the director who has confusion written all over his stern face.

“What is going on here?” he demands to know.

“I have this handled,” Kelvin tells him before finally getting me out of the class and onto the hallway.

I back him when he finally lets me go, adjusting my already rumpled clothes which came from all the struggle that happened in there. I am still fueled with anger that I am sure I could have another go if I am crossed right now.

“What are you doing, Kira?” I hear Kelvin ask from behind me. And instantly I turn around to face him.

“What am I doing? What sort of question is that?” I throw back a question at him.

“You are allowing your rage to consume you, and you know that.”

“That would have been prevented if those dogs stayed away from me. At least you saw how it all went down.”

He looks disappointed. And it only makes me annoyed that he is because why in the bloody hell should he be? For goodness sake, I had every right to defend myself in there.

“Before you continue to justify what you did,” he starts to say, “I know that they came at you. But you should have been easy out there. I am sure you did not realize that you have shown the side of you that you should be kept hidden.”

“And which is?”

“That you now have a spirit wolf! You showed them that part, Kira. How on earth would anyone justify that an immature wolfling was able to beat up two wolflings with spirit wolves already? They will surely link it to the fact that you are now like everyone with a wolf which you should be preventing. Geez,”

I suddenly realize what he is talking about. Why did I not think about that when I decided to retaliate with the slap? But it was not my fault either way. They asked for it and I had no choice but to give them what they asked for.

“What do I do now?” I have to ask Kelvin as I seek a possible solution to ensure that all attention does not fall on me after my display there.

“For now, I don’t know,” he says. “You should have lay low like you always do. Why did you even come to the mini-combat class today? Hell, why are you in school today? You should be home, you know.”

“I cannot stay home. What do you want me to be doing all day? Brooding the loss of my parents?”

“But you used to skip school on a regular before now. It’s not like it’s a new thing.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “How did you know that?” I ask.

“I observe so many things. So, surely, I was going to know that there was a kid among us that likes to neglect to be in the school environment.”

I am not totally buying that but I was not going to push with it. Still, I am curious to know why he knew that about me when we were not even on talking terms then.

“I will be heading back into the class now. You should find a way to get yourself treated. You look awful,” he says as he starts to walk back into the room that he dragged me out from.

I scoff. Why on earth would I need to get myself treated when I was going to heal from the injuries very soon? Has he forgotten that I was now like him?

I do not dwell on that too long as I start to make my way back to my class. I could at least be in there until the school hour ends, and after that, I could rush back to my quarters and start the process of brooding.

As I was walking up the stairs to the upper floor, my mind shifts to Adam who I left at home. I wonder how he will be feeling now. He had insisted on staying back which is why I did not pester him to come with me. But now I am feeling bad that I left him at home.

I do not necessarily let him stay home alone. I would never do that, knowing that it was the place where our parents had died. Instead, I had taken him to Bradley's. In short, that is where we both were since yesterday. I could not take the chance of being in there and then getting killed as well. The thought of that scares me at the moment.

Finally, I reach my class which has only two other students in it. For sure those like me who do not partake in extracurricular activities.

Just like they ignore my existence, so do I as I walk over to my seat to start to wait on the closing bell. I could not wait for it already. Felt like hell in here in some way.

Perhaps I should not have hit Sophie’s friends back...

That was the thought that invades my mind the moment I take a seat. I think might have set myself up for trouble by throwing back a hit at them. Because just like Kelvin said, there is no way it would be justified.

In this school, it was easy to distinguish an immature wolfling from the mature ones. The mature ones had a distinct scent that told them apart from the immature ones. Even though I already have a spirit wolf, I realized that I still fall under the list of immature wolflings because I still smell like one. It was a good thing, though. But now it is a bad one after what I did in the mini-combat class.

I wish there was a way to reverse time and undo what I did. I should never have let my anger cloud my emotions. The best thing I should have done when Evelyn slapped me across the face was walk away but I didn’t. Stupid me.


I just hope it doesn’t escalate more than this. Because if it does, there is no way I would be able to get out of it.

Minutes later, the bell rings for the closing hour. And quickly I grab my things so I could get the hell out of the school. I have just strapped my bag behind my back when I hear my name.

“Kira Denver?”

I look up to see that it was a teacher. Immediately, my emotions go into turmoil. Have I gotten myself in trouble?

I swallow a gulp and say, “Yes?”

“Follow me.”