Mark
After the upcoming joint birthday celebration for my brothers and me, we plan to hold a special ceremony to transfer the Alpha leadership from our father to us officially. This event holds immense significance for our family as it signifies the continuation of our legacy and leadership within the pack.
From a very young age, my brothers and I have dedicated ourselves to honing our skills and preparing for the responsibilities that come with being Alphas. It's a role that demands constant attention and focus but is incredibly rewarding.
As Alphas, we hold power and influence within our high school, which naturally contributes to our popularity. We have the ability to lead and make an impact, and as a result, many look up to us and seek our approval.
While my brothers may have their preferences, one of my favorite pastimes is playing pranks on others, especially those I feel deserve it.
Additionally, I take pleasure in asserting my dominance over individuals like Mika, the omega in our pack, and her father, who have caused us financial distress with their debts.
Mika has been on my hit list to torture her because of the debts our pack had to pay. Along with me, my brother Mathew would indulge in tormenting Mika. Max would join in from time to time, and as for Malcolm, he isn't into things like that.
Today at school was really dull and uneventful. I was looking forward to spending time with Mika, but unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to see her.
I was starting to think I wouldn't see her at all, but then I remembered that I could always catch up with her at the pack house and maybe tease her a little.
After the school bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, my brothers and I unexpectedly ran into Mika as we
were leaving the building. When I thought the day couldn't get any better, we locked Mika in her locker, it was my brilliant idea. With Mathew's help, we squeezed her into the cramped space, where she remained for Goddess knows how long.
Leaving the school grounds, I decided to part ways with my brothers and meet up with some friends. We planned to spend some time at a local pool hall and shooting pool and maybe even challenge others to a game or two for some friendly competition and perhaps even a little cash. Later, I hoped to meet someone special to share my bed with tonight, but my efforts failed.
As the evening wore on, the pool hall became increasingly crowded, and the atmosphere grew dull. My friends and I had already bested every challenger who had come our way, leaving us without any new competition.
Feeling a bit bored, I decided to head home. It was nearly 5 o'clock, and my parents had clarified that they expected their children to join them for dinner.
As I arrived home, I noticed I was already running late for dinner. Hurriedly, I made my way to my room to freshen up with a quick shower before joining everyone in the dining hall. The evening meal passed by in a blur, and I was looking forward to finally being able to relax and unwind.
I went back to my room with the intention of unwinding, but I found myself feeling restless and bored. I was craving some excitement, and I knew exactly who I could have fun with or at least pull a harmless prank on.
Today, I had gone easy on Mika at school, so now I felt like it was time for her to face the consequences. I bided my time until everyone had finished dinner and left the dining hall. I knew Mika's shift wouldn't start until 10 o'clock, so I had plenty of time to bring my mischievous idea to life.
I messaged Mathew about my devious scheme, and he eagerly agreed to participate. At 8 o'clock, we rendezvoused at the deserted dining hall. Before putting our plan into action, I decided to inspect the kitchen to ensure that the staff members wouldn't come back to the dining hall.
As we made our way to the kitchen, there wasn't a soul in sight. The remnants of tonight's dinner were left scattered across the kitchen sink, with a mountain of dirty dishes awaiting attention. The atmosphere was already bustling with activity, and it was evident that Mika had her work cut out for her. This is gonna be so much fun to have Mika suffer.
Mathew and I gathered a stack of pristine dishes from the kitchen and proceeded to the dining hall. A neatly set table still displayed remnants of food, which we proceeded to scoop onto our clean plates and then scatter all over the dining hall. Mika will undoubtedly have quite a task on their hands, as we have created a significant mess throughout the entire dining area.
After pulling off my best prank, I convinced Matthew to join me in wreaking havoc in the kitchen. We made quite a mess, leaving no corner untouched. I was utterly wiped out when we were done, so I returned to my room to finally get some rest.
The following day, I made sure to rise early to fit in a workout before my warrior training session at 5 am. I always cherished that precious hour of exercise before the intense training began.
As I entered our home gym, I took a moment to prepare myself for the day ahead mentally. However, my thoughts kept drifting back to Mika. I imagined her expression when she discovered the chaotic state of the kitchen and dining hall – like a perfect, freeze-frame moment captured in time.
After completing my intense one-hour workout, I eagerly went to the kitchen to grab a refreshing water bottle. As I approached the kitchen, my attention was immediately drawn by my father's booming voice. Excitedly, I entered the kitchen, and a wide grin lit up my face as I took in the scolding scene unfolding before me.
Mika had fallen asleep before she finished her task, and now my father is getting on her. She is such a lazy sheep, and this is what she gets for putting our pack into debt. Even though our pack is one of the wealthiest in this region, it's the principal.
I observed Mika's every gesture and action as she rushed to complete her tasks in front of us. If Mika weren't such a mess and cost us a lot of money, I wouldn't mind taking her virginity.
She has long hair that cascades down her back, and her face is gorgeous. However, her clothes appear quite worn, making it difficult for me to appreciate her figure. What a waste of a she-wolf.