My Alphas' Dark Desires-Chapter 30: The Ministry Official

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Chapter 30

~Valerie’s POV~

The days flew by, and before I could catch my breath, Monday hit like a wave.

I had done everything to avoid the Alpha Kings Heirs since that wild Saturday, but deep down, I knew the new week wouldn’t be so easy. A run-in felt inevitable.

As I walked into the school building, the buzz of students and lockers slamming all around me, I spotted Isla in the hallway. Relief bloomed on my face and I smiled. Isla noticed and walked up.

"Hey," I said softly, guilt creeping into my voice. "I’m sorry for leaving the store like that the other day. And... for not reaching out when you guys got back. I kind of... shut myself in."

Isla waved it off with a light smile. "It’s okay. My cousin can be a bit too much, you see."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, Dristan is definitely more than enough."

We both chuckled, but suddenly, my smile faded. A group of four men and a woman passed by us, all heading toward the principal’s office. Their backs were to me, but something about them made my stomach twist.

Isla noticed me staring. "What’s the matter?"

"Umm... nothing," I replied quickly, forcing a smile.

Isla followed my line of sight and nodded. "Oh, those guys? Ministry officials. They usually come once every school session, but it’s weird they’re here this early. Guess the new head’s trying to outdo the last Minister of Education."

"Oh. Makes sense," I said, forcing my heart to slow down.

Isla seemed to study me briefly but she smiled her usual charming smile again.

"Alright, I’ve got a different class this morning. See you during second period," Isla said, waving as she turned away.

"Sure. See you."

I headed to my locker. As I opened it, something dropped onto the floor—a letter.

I froze while my eyes remained glued on this one.

My last anonymous letter was hate-filled, and I wasn’t sure I had the stomach for another because I wanted positive vibes for this week. For a moment, I considered trashing it. But something in my gut stopped me.

I took it, glanced around, and slipped away to a quiet hallway. Then with my heart pounding, I opened the letter.

"I know who you really are, Valerie Sapphire Violet Snow, Southern Alpha King’s Heir."

My heartbeat spiked, thudding in my chest like a war drum.

Someone knew.

Someone actually knew.

My eyes widened, breath hitching, but I forced my face to stay calm.

I folded the letter and tucked it into my school uniform pocket, trying to steady my thoughts. But just as I turned to leave, a hand snatched me into the shadows.

I gasped.

A hand clamped over my mouth, and I was dragged behind a wall.

As soon as my feet touched solid ground again, I whipped around, going for a kick to the knees—but my attacker leapt back.

Good. That was all I needed.

The moment he landed, I lunged forward, driving a kick toward his stomach, but he slid aside. I didn’t stop—grabbed his tie, spun, and pressed the dagger underneath my skirt to his throat.

"Who the fuck are you?"

The man tried to speak but I pressed the blade tighter.

"You better think carefully before lying. Your life’s in my hands. If I don’t like your answer, you won’t get to say another word."

The man laughed. A wrong move and I sliced his neck just enough to draw blood.

He stopped laughing.

But then he smirked. "Rather than me, I think you should be worried about your life, Valerie Violet Sapphire Snow."

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Before I could respond, I felt the cold edge of a dagger press against my stomach, just beneath my uniform jacket.

Little one? My mind screamed in disbelief.

I stepped back quickly. "Cousin?"

The man grinned as he pulled off a brown wig, revealing his blond hair.

"Hello, Violet. It’s been a while, little one."

"Storm!" I tried to hide my scream but it was clearly written all over me.

I ran into his arms, hugging him tightly. He laughed, holding me close. "Still got that fire in you, Snow. I see that the pampered life of PSA hasn’t changed you."

"Shhh!" I slapped his arm and pulled back just enough to scowl at him. "You know better than to use my real name in the open! And that letter? Are you insane? You scared me half to death!"

Storm only chuckled. "Come on, I had to make an entrance. Besides, you should’ve seen the murder in your eyes. I was so proud."

"I was ready to kill to protect it. You know how important this is."

He smiled cutely and adorably at me. "And I wouldn’t let my favorite cousin sacrifice her morals like that, would I?"

I glared. "Shut it, Storm."

We pulled apart, grinning at each other.

"I missed the daylight out of you," he said. "You’ve grown taller," he stated, measuring me with his eyes.

I pouted. "Well, I missed you not."

"Liar."

I laughed, shaking my head. "You’ve been undercover so long. What’s it been? Two to three years since we saw each other?"

"Yeah. A lot’s happened in those three years."

I nodded. "I got my wolf."

His eyes lit up. "Congratulations, Vi. What’s her name?"

"Astra. And she kinda looks like me."

"Looks like you?"

I pointed at my eyes. Storm’s gaze softened.

"I still remember your dad’s face when you were born," he said. "Didn’t have his or Aunt Zara’s hair, but those eyes... those eyes, one of which was theirs."

"And the violet in them?" I asked. "Mom and Dad never really talked about it."

Storm grew quiet. "That was during the dark times."

"The war?"

He shook his head. "Not the war. It was when your dad... first died."

My heart ached. Every time he tried to talk about that part of our history, it always ended this way.

"You know, one day, I’ll find out everything. What really happened between my parents."

Storm’s eyes lit up. "I know. But not today. Your mom wanted it kept secret for a reason."

I sighed. Pushing now would only shut him down.

"Why are you here?" I asked finally.

"You mean, aside from seeing my dear cousin?"

"Yeah. You don’t sneak into my school in disguise just for fun, Storm. Something’s up."

Storm’s eyes turned serious. "To warn you."

I stilled. "Warn me? About what?"

"About the Senior Year Honour Challenge... and the guild you’re meant to join."