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Chapter 59

Aria's POV

Three months into the new term, the first major crisis hit.

A fight broke out between two students from rival packs. Not just a shoving match, but an actual violent confrontation that left one student with a broken arm and the other with deep scratches across his face.

Beth came running to find me during afternoon lessons.

"We have a situation. Medical room. Now."

I followed her to find Rosa treating both boys while their respective pack representatives stood nearby looking furious.

The representative from the Eastern Pack, a man named Victor, spoke first.

"Your student attacked mine without provocation. This is unacceptable."

"My student was defending himself," countered the Western Pack representative, a woman named Cara. "Your boy has been bullying him for weeks."

"That's a lie."

"Is it? Because I have three witnesses who say otherwise."

I held up my hands. "Everyone calm down. Let's figure out what actually happened before we start accusing anyone."

"What happened is your school failed to maintain order," Victor snapped. "We sent our children here expecting them to be safe. Instead they're getting attacked."

Rosa finished bandaging the Eastern Pack student's arm. "Both of you are staying here until I'm sure there's no serious damage. And both of you are going to explain what happened."

The Western Pack boy, his name was Simon, spoke first.

"Jacob's been calling me names since term started. Saying Western Pack wolves are weak. Saying we're cowards who hide behind alliances. Today he shoved me in the hallway and I shoved back. Then he punched me and I defended myself."

Jacob, the Eastern Pack student, glared at him. "You're lying. I never touched you first."

"Yes you did. Ask anyone who was there."

"I'm asking you both to tell the truth," I stated firmly. "Not your version of events. The actual truth."

They both started talking over each other. Victor and Cara joined in, defending their respective students. The noise level increased until I couldn't hear myself think.

"Enough!" I shouted. Everyone went quiet. "Rosa, keep both students here. Representatives, with me. Now."

I led Victor and Cara to a private room. Drogo was already there, having been summoned by Beth as well.

"We need to investigate this properly before making any judgments," Drogo began.

"There's nothing to investigate," Victor argued. "The Western Pack student attacked mine. He should be expelled."

"And I'm saying your student has been bullying mine for months," Cara countered. "If anyone should be expelled, it's Jacob."

"Based on what evidence? The word of a student who just broke my student's arm?"

"Based on the testimony of multiple witnesses who've seen Jacob's behavior."

They started arguing again. I looked at Drogo and saw my own frustration reflected in his face.

"Stop," Drogo ordered. The authority in his voice cut through the arguing. "Here's what's going to happen. We're going to interview every student who witnessed the fight. We're going to talk to teachers who've observed interactions between Jacob and Simon. And we're going to get to the truth. Then and only then will we make decisions about consequences."

"I want my Alpha informed of this situation," Victor demanded.

"As do I," Cara added.

"Inform whoever you want," I responded. "But the investigation happens here first. This is a Shadow Peak school matter and we'll handle it according to our rules."

"Your rules don't supersede pack authority over our students."

"Actually, they do. When you enrolled students here, you agreed to abide by school policies. That includes our disciplinary procedures. If you have a problem with that, you can withdraw your students. Otherwise, you follow our process."

Victor looked like he wanted to argue more but Drogo stepped forward.

"This isn't a negotiation. These are the terms every pack agreed to when they sent students here. We investigate thoroughly and fairly. Both students will face appropriate consequences based on what we find. And both packs will accept our decision."

"And if we don't?" Victor challenged.

"Then you take your students home and we note that Eastern Pack doesn't honor their agreements. I'm sure other Alphas will find that information interesting."

That shut Victor up. Pack reputation mattered, especially for newer leadership trying to establish themselves.

"Fine," he muttered. "Conduct your investigation. But I expect it to be truly fair."

"It will be," I assured him.

After they left, Drogo and I looked at each other.

"This was bound to happen eventually," he observed.

"I know. Doesn't make it easier to deal with."

"How do you want to handle the investigation?"

"Carefully. If we get this wrong, we lose credibility with every pack that has students here."

We spent the next three days interviewing witnesses. What emerged was a complicated picture.

Jacob had been making comments about Western Pack wolves. Not constantly, but regularly enough that multiple students noticed. Simon had mostly ignored it until the hallway incident where Jacob did shove him first.

But Simon's response had been disproportionate. He'd broken Jacob's arm and scratched his face badly enough to leave scars.

Both students bore responsibility. The question was what consequences fit.

Beth, Rosa, Cole and I met to discuss options.

"We could expel both of them," Beth suggested. "Send a message that violence isn't tolerated."

"That punishes them equally when their actions weren't equal," Rosa argued. "Jacob started it but Simon escalated it significantly."

"What about suspension?" Cole offered. "Pull them both out for a week. Give them time to cool off and think about their choices."

"A week isn't enough for broken bones to heal," Rosa pointed out. "And it doesn't address the underlying issues."

I'd been quiet, thinking it through. "What if we separate them? Different class schedules so they're never in the same room. Required mediation sessions where they have to work through this conflict directly. And community service - both of them helping Rosa in the medical room so they see the consequences of violence up close."

"That's creative," Beth admitted. "But will the pack representatives accept it?"

"Only one way to find out."

We presented our decision to Victor and Cara together.

Victor objected immediately. "Community service isn't punishment enough. My student was seriously injured."

"Your student also instigated the conflict through repeated bullying," I countered. "He doesn't get to avoid consequences just because the response was worse than his initial actions."

"And my student overreacted," Cara admitted reluctantly. "I can acknowledge that. But he shouldn't be punished as harshly as the instigator."

"They're not being punished equally," Drogo explained. "Jacob has additional requirements because of his behavior leading up to the fight. But Simon has to face consequences for the severity of his response. Both students work with Rosa to understand the impact of violence. Both students participate in mediation. And both students remain separated to prevent further conflict."

"For how long?" Victor asked.

"Rest of the term at minimum. Possibly longer depending on how the mediation goes."

Victor and Cara exchanged glances. Neither looked happy but neither looked ready to fight it either.

"We'll accept this," Cara finally stated. "On the condition that if there's another incident, harsher consequences apply."

"Agreed," I confirmed.

After they left, I felt exhausted.

"That was brutal," I told Drogo.

"You handled it well though. Firm but fair."

"Did I? Because I'm second-guessing everything about that decision."

"Don't. You found a solution that holds both students accountable without destroying their futures. That's exactly right."

The mediation sessions started the following week. Rosa supervised while a neutral third party from outside Shadow Peak facilitated the conversations.

I sat in on the first session. Watched Jacob and Simon sit across from each other, both defensive and angry.

The mediator had them each explain their perspective. Jacob insisted he'd just been teasing, that he didn't mean anything by his comments. Simon talked about months of feeling targeted and disrespected.

Slowly, reluctantly, they started to actually hear each other.

"I didn't realize it bothered you that much," Jacob admitted after the third session.

"And I shouldn't have broken your arm," Simon responded. "I could have just told a teacher instead of fighting back."

It wasn't perfect reconciliation. But it was progress.

The community service proved equally valuable. Rosa had them working together in the medical room, learning basic wound care and treatment. Watching them collaborate on helping other students was surreal given they'd been trying to hurt each other weeks earlier.

"This is working," Rosa reported after two weeks. "They're not friends but they're civil. And they're both learning."

Word of how we handled the situation spread to other packs. Some Alphas approved of our approach. Others thought we'd been too lenient.

Alpha Marcus from Western Pack sent a message criticizing our decision.

"Violence should be met with expulsion. Anything less sends the wrong message."

I drafted a response explaining our educational philosophy. How our goal wasn't just punishment but actual growth and learning. How we believed students deserved chances to correct their behavior before being cast out.

"Should I send this?" I asked Drogo.

He read it over. "It's good. But add something about how our approach has already proven effective. Give him concrete results instead of just philosophy."

I revised it and sent it off.

Marcus didn't respond. Whether that meant acceptance or just lack of interest, I didn't know.

A month after the fight, I found Simon and Jacob working together in Rosa's medical room without being told to.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Just organizing supplies," Simon explained. "Rosa mentioned she needed help and we were both here anyway."

"We're almost done with required hours," Jacob added. "But we figured we might as well keep helping. It's kind of interesting."

I looked at Rosa who was trying not to smile.

"They've been volunteering extra time all week," she revealed after the boys left. "I think your consequence actually worked."

That evening I told Drogo about it.

"You were right to trust your instincts," he observed. "The easy solution would have been expulsion. But you pushed for something that actually addressed the problem."

"We pushed for it. You backed me up when the representatives were angry."

"Because you were right. And because that's what partners do."

I leaned against him. "I'm glad we're doing this together. Building the school, handling these crises, all of it. I don't think I could manage alone."

"You could. But you don't have to. That's the point of partnership."

"When did you get so good at this?"

"When I realized what I almost lost. Motivation is a powerful teacher."

We sat together in our quarters, comfortable in the silence, both satisfied with how we'd handled the crisis.

The school continued to grow. More students enrolled. More packs got involved. More challenges arose.

But we faced each one together.

And that made all the difference.