Ivy's POV
"No fucking way." The incredulous shout echoed through the classroom. I concealed my amusement behind my coffee cup, taking a slow sip while chaos erupted around me.
Gamma Bryce rose from his desk, his expression stern but attempting diplomacy. "Ivy, I understand that my response might have seemed dismissive. However, I must remind you that lying about your rank is strictly prohibited at this institution."
I set my cup down carefully and leaned back in my chair, the picture of relaxation despite the tension filling the room. "I understand, Gamma Bryce."
Poor Riven looked like he was having a stroke. His mouth kept opening and closing without producing a single sound, reminding me of a fish out of water.
Soren, one of the unranked wolves in class, leaned forward. "So, what is your actual rank?"
I raised my eyebrows and pursed my lips before answering simply, "Alpha."
