After I Let Go My Alpha He Knelt in Regret

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As Sorcia struggled to recover, I moved in, channeling every ounce of my strength into my next attack. With a fierce cry, I slammed my fist into her chest, sending her sprawling to the ground. The impact was jarring, and for a moment, Sorcia lay there, dazed and

unmoving.

The crowd fell into stunned silence, eyes wide as they watched Sorcia, the undefeatable, lying defeated on the ground.

But it wasn't over yet. The memory of how she had bullied Jane, how she had tormented those weaker than her, surged through me. Rage and justice intertwined, a potent mix that propelled me forward. I reached down, grabbing Sorcia by the hair, just as she had done to Jane. Her eyes widened in fear as she realized what I intended to do.

"No, please," she whimpered, all the bravado drained from her voice. Tears welled up in her eyes, a stark contrast to the cruel smirk she had worn earlier.

I hesitated, the sight of her fear bringing me back to reality. This wasn't who I wanted to be, but the need to show her what it felt like to be powerless, to be at someone else's mercy, was overwhelming. I tightened my grip, ready to slam her head into the ground, to return the terror she had inflicted. But as I raised her head, something inside me shifted. This was my victory, my moment to prove my strength-not just physically, but morally. I wouldn't stoop to her level. I wouldn't become what I despised.

Slowly, I released her, letting her fall back to the ground, her tears streaming down her face. She scrambled backward, her eyes never leaving mine, still filled with fear.

"I won't be like you, Sorcia," I said quietly, my voice carrying across the field. "But you will

remember this."

And with that, I turned away from her, walking off the field as the crowd erupted into cheers. The sound was deafening, a wave of approval and admiration that washed over me.

They had seen what I had done, understood the significance of my victory. A late awakening werewolf had defeated one of the academy's best. It was a victory that would echo through the ranks, giving hope to those who had been overlooked, underestimated, or bullied. As I looked up from the field, I spotted Lorik in the crowd, and to my surprise, his usual serious expression was gone, replaced by a big, joyful smile. His eyes were bright with pride, and I could tell he was genuinely happy for me.

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Me raised his hand in a cheer, blending in with the excited crowd, but the way he looked at me felt

Personal, like he was saying, "You did it." In that moment, all his usual coolness was replaced by warmth and happiness.

It felt like he wasn't just seeing me as a student anymore but as someone who had really achieved something important. His joy made my victory feel even more special.

As I stepped off the field, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline of the fight, I noticed my phone vibrating in my pocket. The screen lit up with Maurice's name, and a sense of unease settled in my chest.

Why was he calling now, and with such urgency?

answered the call, my voice still a little breathless from the battle. "Maurice?"

"I need to see you. Now," Maurice's voice was tense, almost frantic. The urgency in his tone sent a chill down my spine.

"What's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm. "Is everything okay?"

"I have news... about your mother," he said, the words coming out in a rush.

His statement hit me like a lightning bolt. For a moment, the world around me seemed to stop, the sounds of the cheering crowd fading into the background. My mother? After all these years?

It felt like an eternity before I could form a coherent response. My heart pounded in my chest, and the world seemed to blur around me. "What did you say? Say it again!" My voice trembled, disbelief clinging to every word. It was so unexpected, so out of the blue, that I could hardly believe my ears. I half-expected it to be some kind of cruel joke, or maybe just a figment of my imagination, a desperate hope turned into a hallucination.

Maurice's voice was steady on the other end of the line. "I've recently come across some information about the hunters from back in the day," he explained, his tone urgent yet cautious. "It's something you need to hear in person. Where are you? Let's meet and talk."

The words he said next hit me like a lightning bolt. My thoughts raced back to what Ethan had told me-that my mother had died in a hunter's hunt. But if that was true, then what did Maurice mean? The confusion and the sliver of hope tangled inside me, making it hard to think straight. "I'm at the academy," I managed to say, barely holding back the tremor in my voice.

"I'll be there as soon as I can," Maurice assured me.

After I Let Go My Alpha, He Knelt in Regret