Chapter 40
“I can’t be average,” I say, my voice breaking.
“Are you average?” he asks me.
“Apparently in Finance class, I am,” I say.
“Are you average, Sebastiana?” he asks me again.
I shrug. “I’d like to think I’m better than average. My family is, so I should be.”
He stops and looks at me. “Are you average, Sebastiana?” he says, more slowly as if I’m missing the point of his question.
I wrap my arms around myself. “What if I am?” I whisper.
“What if you are?” he asks.
The tears begin falling again. “Then I’ve failed my family.”
“Why is being average a failure? Many Alpha heirs who come to the Academy are no better than average and they never will be. They still become Alphas, they still lead their packs, and no one seems to mind. So why is it a failure for you, Sebastiana?”
“You know my family. You know why average isn’t good enough.”
“I do know your family. I know them very well. I went to school with your mother, remember?” he asks. “Your father was one of my instructors.”
I nod.
He’s quiet a moment. “What’s constitutes being average to you, Sebastiana?”
“Nothing less than being the best is good enough,” I say.
He raises an eyebrow at me.
“So, if you’re not the best, you’re average?”
I shrug. He makes it sound like I’m being unreasonable.
10:06
“You’d better not tell your mother that. She was number two on the leaderboard and I was number three. Am I average to you, Sebastiana?”
“It’s not the same.”
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