MATED TO MY TRIPLET ALPHAS

CHAPTER 02

Blair’s pov.

“Why don't you prove to me how great your friendship is,” he whispered in my ears sending chills down my spine.

I swallowed the lump in my throat taking a step back “Huh?”

He announced loudly so that everyone in the cafeteria could help, “Blake Palmer would like to give us a show instead. Right Blake?” he frowned.

I clenched my hand in anger, I knew he deliberately mispronounced my name because he did not want to acknowledge me as a person, what further added to my fury, was the fact that nobody tried to stop him. Not even his other brothers who look like they were enjoying the show. If this were the future Alphas of the Moonlight pack, I would say we are doomed.

“Get on the table quickly, we don't have all the time in the world,” he hissed.

A glance at the students sitting nearby, was all it took for them to disappear, leaving the table vacant.

“Get on it, now,” he scolded as he got more irritated with each passing minute.

"I don't want to," I replied.

He clenched my shirt by the neck, forcefully pulling me closer with an intimidating tone, "If you think you can defy my orders and get away with it, you are mistaken."

"I will, and there is nothing you can do to break me," I said through gritted teeth.

"You are bold, but your friend isn't," he smirked, looking at Stella, who was pale and shivering. "What kind of friend would you be if you made her life more difficult?"

I glanced at Stella, realising he was right; she was too soft.

"I will do it."

“Now that’s a good girl," he smirked, patting my head. “Give us a good show and I might forgive you,”

I looked around before climbing onto the table, I could feel my confidence melting by the constant stares of the crowd, with their phones out ready to record my humiliation. Stella mouthed sorry to me, I know she could do nothing, she feared his guys and so did every other person in this big hall. Very few had any pity for me, the rest seemed to relish in the idea.

“Get on with it slut,” One guy threw a can of juice at me, erupting the laughter of everyone in the room.

I glared at him before looking at Hunter right into his eyes “You wanted a show, right? A show you will get,”

I strolled the length of the table, performing a forced catwalk, swaying my hips back and forth.

“Hey, that is not what you were told to do, dummy! Strip like the w***e you are!” someone in the crowd yelled out.

I chose to ignore their words and instead focused on Hunter, locking eyes with him as I started a small dance, toying with the buttons of my shirt.

For a quick moment, it seemed like I saw a flash of admiration in their eyes. Yet, given the circumstances, it might have been my own imagination. I approached him, unfastening two buttons, and when he least expected it, I delivered a sudden kick to his face, prompting a loud gasp of shock from the crowd. His two brothers rushed to his aid, helping him up from the ground.

I knew I had just signed a death wish but the pure look of shock on his face and his bleeding nose was worth it. If he thinks I was going to bow down to his stupid demands then he was going to have a hard time getting me to conform to his stupidity.

I smiled at him giving him a small salute before walking away from him.

“You,” he yelled, his voice full of threats “You are going to pay dearly for this,”

“I will be waiting,” I smirked before making my way out of the cafeteria. I saw the look of confusion, admiration, and anger in the crowd as I made my way out.

I hurried to my car, there was no reason to linger at school. Once securely in my seat, my hands began to shake uncontrollably. It had taken every ounce of courage I possessed to confront the situation. My heart was beating so fast I was afraid it was going to rip out of my chest.

"Blair, what have you done?" I scolded myself, burying my face in my hands. This was not how I pictured my first day at my dream school.

******

I got home to see my mom preparing some pasta in the kitchen as soon as she saw me, she smiled sweetly.

“How was school darling ?” She asked.

“Fine,” I mouthed, deciding not to share the awful events of my day. Revealing that the school she believed to be the best was run by a group of mean spirited teenagers aiming to cause pain would only break her kind heart.

"What happened to you?" she asked, clearly shocked, as she hurried to my side to inspect the juice stain on my shirt.

"Nothing, Mum," I replied, attempting to conceal the stain. "It's nothing."

She paused, lifting my face to meet hers. "Did something bad happen to you, baby?" she asked softly.

Shaking my head, I replied, "No, I just tripped on something, but I am fine now."

She studied my face for a moment. “Okay, just remember, you can always talk to me about anything that is bothering you. I’m here for you, sweetheart.”

I managed a weak smile and nodded. “Thanks, Mum. I’m going to change.”

“Wait,” she called out as I rushed to my room.“Just before you came in, someone dropped off a letter for you,”

“Who is it from?” I inquired.

My breath hitched in my chest as she uttered the next words, “It’s from Starheight Academy.”

Was that an expulsion letter? Frankly, I would not be surprised, considering I had just embarrassed the school’s golden boys in front of everyone. It did not bother me as much until I realised how much money my mom spent on my education there. That made me feel guilty.

"Did you read what is inside?" I asked, feeling a bit anxious.

"Nope, I thought you might want to open it yourself," she replied, offering a small smile.

My heart thundered in my chest as I accepted the letter from my mom. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, as she waited for me to open it.

With a deep breath, I broke the seal. My eyes widened in shock at the words staring back at me…

Those bastards I hissed as I crumpled the paper and matched out of our house.