Fated is overrated

Looking up, I see Chris and Ashton with a pure evil look on their faces, grinning widely at the sight of me being humiliated and in pain. Adding even more fuel to my fire. What the f*ck is wrong with them?!?! They are supposed to be the ones to protect their pack members, not hurt them!" You know what you little b*tch?" I turn my attention to Ashton "you are meant to protect your pack members, not harm them.

You are a disgrace of a future Beta and should be stripped of your rank, you piece of sh*t" I yell through gritted teeth, my anger almost becoming all-consuming as I look at the people who have tormented and beaten me for years, and left me for dead like trash. I know I hit the jackpot when I see his eyes change to pure black.

And just like that, I am thrown across the room, landing with my back on the hard walls. For a moment I need to regain my composure here, this f*cking hurts!

Especially since he was using his wolf's powers, what a little b*tch he is. Getting up on my feet slowly, I feel I am in agonizing pain but I keep pushing my way through it, gritting my teeth.

My vision and mood begin to darken and all I see is red. They have pushed me too far and I am out for blood. I don't care if I don't stand a chance, I don't care if I get crushed upon trying. Right now, I feel like a rabid dog who has just been unleashed.

I lock gazes with Ashton, an expression as murderous as mine staring back at me and still showing his black wolf eyes. "Quite impressive Beta" i emphasize his title with the most mocking tone I can produce.

"Needing your wolf's strength to beat up a she wolf you are supposed to protect. Can't handle a little girl without your wolf now, can we?". Knowing I have unleashed his last of any restraints he may have still had, he immediately lunges at me as expected. But I am deadly focused and prepared this time.

I push myself to the ground, effectively sliding under him. Not wasting any time from "under him" to use all the strength I can muster to lift my legs and kick him as hard as humanly possible in his crown jewels, and then kicking his front to make him fall backwards to the ground, gripping his groin like the p***y he is.

I jolt up from my position - I have no time to waste and need to take the element of surprise to my advantage. I swoop forward and land a fierce kick to his head right as he is about to get up. He falls back to the ground with a thud and seems a bit dazed by the impact - perfect!

As I rush forward to land some punches, he recomposes himself and grabs my wrists in such a tight hold he is almost crushing them. Thank god for Krav Maga! I unswirl my wrists from his grip and use all my lower body strength to kick his feet from under him. He lands on his front and I waste no time in lunging myself onto his back and taking his head in a deadlock grip. I wasn't intent on letting go any time soon. I have never been this thirsty for blood. He is gurgling and coughing from the lack of air, thrashing to try to get me off him, but I won't budge. I notice I am devilishly grinning at the sight. Eye for an eye b*tch.

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As he is about to pass out I feel my arms being yanked off him from behind me. My arms are being held in a tight grip, unable to move no matter how hard I thrash. I am still relishing and grinning at the sight in front of me however.

I must look like a downright demon right about now, but I don't care. I enjoyed every second of this.

As Ashton is slowly being helped up by a stunned looking posse member, I hear the door to the classroom open and the teacher gasping at the sight in front of her " PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE! CHRIS, ASHTON, KENDRICK, NIGEL AND LOLA! - NOW!!!!". Well, f*ck me.