We struggled all the way carrying Channing to his condo and stood at the door, Sam looked at the password lock and was trying to remember the code. He punched in some numbers and a red alert rang of an incorrect password.

"Hehe, you fail z exam", laughed Channing like a little kid while hanging on to both of us. This man was awake and yet had the audacity to wait here and watch us suffer through his childishness, figuring out the password to HIS condo.

I was so angry, so so so furious that I didn't care anymore. I slapped Channing on his head, "If you are awake put your password in on your own!" I pushed him towards the lock machine and let go of his heavy self.

Channing stumbled trying to hold himself up with the help of Sam, and so did Sam.

Sam spoke in a very concerned tone, "he is not in his senses Selene, don't be bothered by him for now"

I huffed a raging air out of my nostrils and rolled my eyes, there was no way I was supporting this idiot any further. Folding my hands I waited for Channing to type the password, he was carefully looking at the machine and one at a time clicking on the numbers. Anyone could tell it was a four-digit password because of the four stars on the screen, but Channing continued to type digits after digits.

This wasn't going anywhere, I watched in confusion at the show he was putting up, what exactly was he doing? And the machine buzzed red again, "INCORRECT ENTRY".

"Wahhh?? That is my exact phone number!" vined Channing with a pout. I slapped my forehead in frustration with a fist that had formed of my palm. If I could kill this person right here right now! I won't hesitate to throw him off this building terrace.

"Oh... I remember!" Yelled Sam and checked through something on his mobile, and then went ahead to type in the code "5460"

The tiny screen went green and the door clicked, "oh thank you, Goddess!" I finally felt liberated and gave support to Channing again. I wanted this to get over as fast as possible.

We carried him inside to his bedroom, everything was so spacious in his house that he barely had any furniture apart from essentials.

His frame finally flopped down on the comfortable bed and I relieved the tension build up in my shoulders. Sam went outside saying, "I'll get something for his drunk state, just straighten him up on the bed"

"Okay", I replied and put Channing's feet up and removed his shoes and socks. He was barely opening his eyes so I loosened his collar button and opened his belt, he was sweating evidently so I simply thought of loosening his clothes.

But while I was at it a broad hand grabbed my wrist and before I could know what happened, one jerk got me on top of him. My eyes went wide with shock as I tried to pull away, but he pulled me again putting his other hand on my back.

"You look beautiful tonight!" Said Channing pulling me closer. Tonight? Does he think I am his lover or something?

But the thought that he might have a lover and he mistook them for me, made something inside me hurt. He could have a lover, but I didn't want him to have one.

His other hand freed my wrist and caressed my cheek as if he was going in for a kiss. My anger shot up through the rooftop, I grabbed a pillow on the other side of his bed and pushed it on his face. "How dare you! Die you bastard!", I screamed with rage.

Sam came running inside hearing the commotion and saw me practically suffocating Channing while he lay motionless beneath me.

"Selene! What are you doing!?", Sam pulled me back holding my shoulders, "Calm down, he is just drunk! Ignore him"

I huffed, my chest heaving with heavy breaths I was taking in, looking at Channing who was sleeping on his one side with one hand helping his head up. A mischievous grin spread on his face, "You look more beautiful with restraints" and he winked at me.

"Ahhh, leave me, Sam! I'm gonna kill this bastard, I don't care if I rot in jail for the rest of life", I screamed, wiggling and trying to get out of Sam's hold.

Channing just laughed looking at me, "Aaahahaha, I'd even accept the beautiful death by your hands" and gave me a flying kiss. My eyes narrowed trying to calm myself but his actions just aggravated me. I screamed with pure anger while Sam was struggling to keep me from killing Channing.

"AT LEAST YOU SHUT UP, IDIOT!" Shouted Sam at Channing. The only one sane in this room was Sam and he was struggling with his entire being on trying to calm me.

Channing pouted at Sam's comment and turned on his other side as if a small kid was denied ice cream. Sam pulled me outside the room closing the door behind him with his leg, "Calm down Selene! CALM DOWN!"

I stopped trying to catch my breath from all the energy that I just wasted on worthless shit. Sam finally loosened his grip, "You go home Selene, I'll take care of things here."

"Fine", I said now calmed down, "let me go I'll leave"

Sam sceptical let go of me and I ran back to the bedroom door, ready to take on Channing.

"SELENE!", shouted Sam holding me again and sighed. "Please go home", he said and dragged me out of the house like a helpless cat, closing the door behind me.

I kicked the door and stomped away angry, heading straight to my rundown house. My Condo was right above this one, but I knew Channing would come to say sorry. And I had to be at the right place when he did so.

Later in the evening, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. Getting up from my sofa where I was reading a book, I went and unlocked the door. I was expecting Sam or someone else to be here, but Channing stood there nervously with a flower bouquet in his hand and some weird box.

I looked at him and immediately banged the door closed on his face, his face pissed me off right now. It wasn't something serious as he was drunk and was probably making fun of me, but I was angry!

He knocked on the door again, "Selene! I'm sorry, please open the door, let me make it up to you."

I sighed in tug with my anger and rationality, I didn't want to open the door but wasn't that foolish to not even understand a drunken mistake.

Finally, I opened the door and folded my hands, gesturing that I wasn't ready for his excuses, "What?" His face made me lose my temper again.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk and didn't understand what I was doing. I'll make it up to you!" Channing held the box in his hand along with the bouquet forward for me to take.

I cringed my face looking at the box of chocolates and back at his innocently stupid face, "am I you girlfriend? HUH!??"

"No", he said nervously, retracting the box.

"Then why are you bringing me flowers and chocolates?" I shouted putting my hands on my waist in anger.

"Hehe", he laughed nervously, "No I actually will do anything you ask...b-but I brought these flowers for this beautiful lady as an apology"

Hearing the 'beautiful lady' made me remember what had happened, at first his friendly flirt was fine but not now! Now was not the time! "YOU...you are still making fun of me!" And I slammed the door on his face once again.

I heard him whine outside, "If you don't want the flowers I'll throw them away, I'm not making fun of you!" There was a pause for a moment and then he continued in a very low embarrassed voice, "actually I don't remember what I did"

I didn't expect him to remember, but did he also take such apology gifts for his lover? Why was I even thinking about it! Honestly what did wasn't getting me angry, the thought that he might have a lover was.

I opened the door angrier than before, "what do you mean you don't remember? How can you not remember!"

"I am sorry, I was so drunk I barely understood what I was doing", he said and bowed down apologetically.

I calmed myself down, this was already enough "I'll forgive you"

"Thank god!" And he came ahead to hug me, I stopped him in his track with my hand.

"But you will have to do something for it!", I replied with an attitude.

His expressions turned questioning, "okay, as long as you don't ask me to compromise my position as the Alpha of Winterwells pack. I'll do anything"

I smiled seeing how despite his childish nature he knew the boundaries, "do you see the kitchen and that room beside it?"

He turned to check the dusty kitchen with only the fridge working and a dark room beside it and nodded a yes.

"Good!" I said, "You restore them, clean and repair. Also, polish this lobby and repair the 3 stairs outside the house connecting the deck!"

He agreed immediately, "Okay if this is what you want then it will be done!"

I beamed instantly, "great, when are you starting?"

He chuckled and replied, "It won't be possible today, but soon enough. Now come with me everyone is waiting for us at the training ground."

"Right now?" I asked, checking the time. It was late in the evening.

"Yes!" Said Channing in an excited tone, "We will be choosing the new Beta for our pack tomorrow, it will be through a competition for which the rules will be explained today!"

"Competition!?", I exclaimed, "I never heard of something like this"

"These are the new ways, this way only worthy gets the position irrespective of their lineage", said Channing proudly.

I understood what John hated about Channing now, the old school way would either choose the Alpha or the Beta by vote or generationally. But this way the upper-class kids had an equal chance as a lower omega would!