And Then There Were Four

"No way. This has to be a mistake. I don't need any of this shit."Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Bronn found amusement in my anger and simply shrugged his shoulders gesturing for me to enter the class. "Sorry, but I don't make the rules. I just follow them."

"Who do I need to speak to about this? There is no way I'm doing any of this." I was firm in my response and unwilling to negotiate. I wasn't going to be stuck doing shit I didn't need. None of it was going to benefit me apart from the training. Hell, I was a natural born leader! An Alpha with every right to my throne.

Bronn didn't seem impressed by my attitude and with a sigh, he shook his head. "You know... I get that you don't want to do this crap, but honestly, all of it would benefit you whether you think it would or not. So instead of giving me shit about something that was handed to me... go to fucking class, man."

I understood he was just trying to do what he was told to do, but that didn't mean I had to comply. If I was going to be the best Alpha I needed to be then I had to strengthen myself. I had to be the strongest fighter the universe has known, and none of that I would learn within books.

"Just tell me who I need to talk to."

Shaking his head again, he looked off down the hall for a moment as if lost in thought and then laughed. "You want to meet her... okay? Let's go."

Continuing further down the hallway, he came to another staircase and heading up it we walked two flights before coming to the landing his destination was on. I didn't know who it was I was going to speak to, but the moment we came into a small lounge, I noted the large brown double doors in front of me and hesitated.

The power radiating from behind the

door made me want to submit, but also find solace in whomever it was. Not wasting any more time, Bronn pushed open the door and there in front of me behind a large white wooden desk with her head buried in a file of papers was a red-haired woman on a mission.

"Inanna, do you have a moment?" Bronn replied with nothing but respect. His body completely

straightened and his legs spread et

slightly with his hands clasped behind his back as if he was a guard stationed outside of an important

building.

Her deep sea-green eyes glanced up towards us, and as soon as she saw me, a small smile crept across her lips before she placed down her pen. "Bronn, is something wrong with our new resident?" "No ma'am, but it does seem something is wrong with his schedule. He wanted to come see you."

"I see." Gesturing with her hand, she urged me forward, and with haste I approached. "Pollux, what seems to be the problem?"

"The schedule I was given last night by Freyja doesn't match the one Bronn handed me. I was hoping to get this clarified," I replied, trying to show her that this was a serious matter that I wanted handled.

However, as she stared at me, she strummed her nails against her desk and sighed. "Unfortunately, Pollux, your schedule was changed for a reason. You need more help in those categories and that's why it was changed."

"More help?" Scoffing, I rolled my

eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. "I don't need more help unless it's training to become even better than

I am now. I'm the future Alpha of my pack. It's my birthright to lead.

No one can tell me otherwise."

Inanna leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face as she watched me. "You know the fact you think that shows you need help. Just because it's supposed to be yours doesn't mean it will be, and in fact..."