Zander's POV
"No, Alpha, I mean... Yes, Alpha." Clarke and Yeoman coughed together after I answered with fumbling.
They are my friends, but they don't miss any moment to tease me. However, I am no less than a jerk. My one dark glare shot in their direction, as they were standing beside each other, shut them up.
They innocently looked at the floor as if they never coughed. Trust me, if it had been a different moment, I would have banged their heads with a baseball bat. My hands were tied with the invisible ropes of obedience as we were standing in front of the Alpha of our pack.
I would not have minded banging their heads across the Principal if he were alone. Who cares about his presence? Not me.
"Anyways," I had to brush away all the thoughts and focus back on Alpha's words as he killed the silence again. "Last year, your performance was good. Your scores were not bad either. But since you guys missed the finals, Principal Sir and I have decided to have you repeat the year again."
"What?"
"Huh, are you serious, Dad?"