Page 59 of Ava: Part Two

“Dean, you need to let her go.”

“You don’t get special treatment here, Mr Michelson, no matter who you are,” the dean said coldly before turning away.

He swore and punched the barrier hard and thought for sure he had broken his knuckles. But that didn’t faze him as he continued to throw threats. Two guards held Ava’s arms on each side as they led her out of the arena. It was the look she threw him just before she walked out of the door that broke him.

His mind snapped as he shifted back into his demon, destroying everything he touched. His rage and bloodlust combined until he was driven by his most primal reactions.

They would pay. They would all pay.

Chapter 39

“Youhavecontinuouslyskirtedthe rules since you got here, Miss Morgan. Your disrespectful nature is what makes you unsuitable for my Academy.”

Ava had never felt so much resentment for anybody as she followed behind the dean.

“Maybe you should have listened to me in the first place,” she mumbled.

The dean stopped and twirled around, his blue eyes glowing as he growled at her.

The guards who were dragging her out of the training block tightened their grip on her arms and forced her to stop. Their fingers painfully dug into her flesh as they held her in place. There would be huge bruises on her skin to match their giant hands when they finally let her go. Seriously, where did they get such huge guards? Even the guard at the gate had been big, and he’d looked just as serious as these two. She hadn’t struggled once she accepted the consequences of her actions, so their aggression was completely unnecessary.

“I don’t know what you have offered Alpha Ezekiel in return for his protection, and I don’t care,” the dean hissed. “I don’t care why the Council brought you here or why they think you belong. I don’t care that you progressed further than your coach predicted. This is my academy, and you are making a mockery of everything we stand for.”

As he spoke, the dean stepped towards her, and his anger brought the usual fear. She had forgotten what it felt like to be faced with so much hatred. Hiding behind Ezekiel had made her too comfortable.

Though she fought with an Alpha the past couple of days, Dexter was not in the same league as the dean. She would never be able to square up to such strength.

“Even now, you dare to look me in the eyes as if we are equals,” the dean spat out. “You are nothing, Miss Morgan. Less than nothing. Know your place.”

He turned to start walking again before he threw the last words over his shoulder.

“Just for that, you’ll do two days in Isolation.”

Her breath hitched as she stood frozen in place. But that didn’t make a difference because the two guards roughly dragged her forward, lifting her off her feet so her legs dangled uselessly as they continued walking.

Two days?

Her mind went back to Ezekiel’s time in Isolation. Though most of it was hazy, she remembered the pain. She remembered the nightmares. She remembered her mind feeling like it was breaking, unable to process and handle everything. She’d felt like she was still stuck in the forest until Zeke finally came home.

Was that what she was in for? Mental torture? Or would it be physical?

The other students had congregated outside, and their voices snapped her out of it as the guards dragged her past them. There was laughter among the vicious whispers.

“...thinks she’s better than everyone just because she’s sleeping with that demon wolf...”

“...she would never have got so far if Alpha Ezekiel hadn’t scared the shit out of everyone last week. Obviously, they were all going to let her win...”

“...that Omega had always been a coward. An ant can dominate her with no problems. That was a ridiculous match up...”

“...she’s going to die in there. Not even the demon Alpha can get her out...”

The last one had her whipping her head around to look at the students who had said it. Maybe these really were her last moments.

She couldn’t wipe the tears that started falling down her cheeks as she looked at the students, and her vision blurred when she saw Derek and Myles among them. She blinked the tears from her eyes and saw the worried looks on their faces. Several guards restrained them, and their kits were torn as if they had struggled a lot.

“You’ll be fine,” Derek called out.

And that was all she heard before they half dragged, half carried her up the steps to the entrance.

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