CHAPTER FORTY-THREE ALEX DAVALO I had walked into class that morning with my headphones on, the familiar beats buzzing in my ears. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I just wanted to settle into my seat, zone out, and get through the day. But as soon as I took a seat, I noticed Bethany walking over. Her expression caught my attention—she looked like the entire universe was against her.“Alex,” she said, her voice tight and full of tension.I took off one headphone to hear her better. “Hey, Beth. What’s up?” I asked, trying to keep it casual even though I could tell something was off.“Do you love me, Alex?” she just said, and it surprised me. I just sat there, not sure how to respond to her.But still, she asked again.“Uh, why would you ask me that?” I replied, feeling my heart start to race a little. Just the way she phrased it made me uneasy.“Just answer the question, Alex,” Bethany insisted, looking determined to get her answer. I could see her jaw was se
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR SANDRO DAVALO One more nail in her coffin!I enjoyed seeing Nadia suffer at our hands. It was a sick, twisted pleasure, watching her struggle under the weight of our bullying. But lately, her lack of reaction was starting to drive me crazy. She wasn’t breaking down as I expected. Instead, she was defying us in a way that made my stomach churn. It made me angry and filled me with a deeper hatred for her. I had been racking my brain, trying to come up with a new way to make her life a living hell, but every idea seemed to fall short, and the frustration was eating away at me.That morning, Robert dropped by for a visit, he was one of our friends and it had been a while since we had seen him. He had been away on countless business trips. Alex wasn’t home when he visited, which meant it was just me and Robert in the house. I was pacing around, my mind tangled in thoughts of Nadia and how to finally break her.Robert was lounging comfortably on the
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE NADIAI thought I was strong, but I was just a weakling, as weak as the strength I thought I had. My confidence had taken a hit for the worst. The bullying had become so unbearable that I had not gone to school for the past couple of days. I didn't care that we had a test coming up the next day. I just wanted to stay away from Alex and Sandro. I wanted to stay away from everyone! But their shadows always seemed to be everywhere, every fucking place! I had just returned from my afternoon shift at the grocery store when I decided to sleep a little so I could feel much better for the rest of the night. I needed to read for the next day's test.I dragged myself into my small, cluttered apartment. The room felt suffocatingly small, the walls lined with outdated posters and chipped paint. I threw my bag onto the couch and stumbled to my bed, feeling every bone in my body ache. The mattress was old and lumpy, but at that moment, it felt like the mos
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX ALEX DAVALO To love or not to?My mother had sent for me that evening. I was a bit scared. I thought she had summoned me to make her death wish. Her sickness was already at the point where whatever hope we were holding on to was already falling off… I knew that kind of illness wouldn't just fade away; it was going to eat her up until there was nothing left of her. It whispered the truth in every tearful moment. I felt the weight of the coming conversation pressing in on me as the cool evening air pried at the door of our home. As I stepped inside, I could feel a sense of dread creeping up my spine.As I approached her chamber, I took a deep breath, letting the familiar scents of our pack fill my lungs. The old wood, the smell of cedar and earth, all mixed with burnt leaves—proof of the healer's crude efforts to cure her. I entered the room hesitantly. An old man with gray hair and wrinkles deeper than the forest's shadows stood by he
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN ALEX DAVALOWorried about her? It feels strange!"Nadia, at the hospital? What happened!?" I asked, stunned. I wasn’t in school the day it happened. I had no idea what had happened to Nadia until Sandro's girlfriend, Lara, walked over to me that morning after class. The sun streamed through the large windows of the classroom, casting long shadows across the desks. My classmates were buzzing with gossip, but I had my head buried in my notes, trying to catch up on the classes I missed. I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Sandro had decided to skip school again; we usually did everything together. Just then, Lara, with her perfectly styled hair and that haughty look on her face, walked up to me.“Hey, Alex,” she said, her voice sharp enough to cut through my concentration.“Lara,” I replied, looking up. “What’s up?”“Have you seen Sandro? I noticed he didn’t show up in class today,” she said, her impatience clear. I shrugged,
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT ALEX DAVALO I messed up! Sandro was busy playing a video game on his laptop when I walked in. The sound of clicking keys and virtual explosions filled the room, creating a buzz that felt familiar yet distant as thoughts swirled in my mind. “Sandro,” I said, half deep in thought, trying to shake off everything I had just experienced.He paused the game, the screen dimming as he turned his full attention to me. “Alex, what happened? You returned late from school. That's unlike you. Father asked after you, but I had no answer for him. You were not even taking my call. Are you okay?” He looked genuinely worried, his brow furrowing as he set aside the controller.“Do you think we are being too hard on Nadia?” I asked, my voice soft and uncertain. It felt strange to entertain the thought, but it had been gnawing at me since yesterday.Sandro’s expression shifted as amusement and disbelief washed over his face. “Hard on her?” he echoed
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE NADIA Finally, there is someone who cares!The nurse had walked into my room that morning, smiling brightly. I noticed that she had a gorgeous flower in her hand. Its petals were a vibrant shade of pink, and they seemed to shine under the soft hospital lights. At once, I wished she had brought it for me. The thought of receiving something so beautiful made me feel giddy, even though I was stuck in this bed, battling a relentless headache.As she approached, her smile widened. “Good morning, Nadia!,” she greeted me cheerfully.“Good morning,” I replied, forcing a smile despite the heaviness in my head. “How are you feeling today?” “I feel better,” I said, nodding slightly. “But the headache won’t go away.” She frowned a little, the concern in her eyes deepening. “That’s okay. Just hang in there. You’ll feel better soon, I promise,” she reassured me.“Thank you,” I said.I looked at the flower in her hand again, unable to resist commentin
CHAPTER FIFTY ALEX DAVALO Some days are like this!“Are you not coming with me?” I asked Sandro, taken aback by his sudden change of heart. The previous night, I had managed to persuade him to join me in visiting Nadia at the hospital. Sandro, lounging on his bed with his arms behind his head, looked at me with an air of defiance. “It doesn’t mean we will stop making her life a living hell,” he said, sounding reluctant. “She must continue to feel our shadows hunting her even in her dream,” he had added.“I know,” I replied, feeling a mix of frustration and concern.“Fine then, we'll go see her,” he said.I had woken up early that morning, eager to get things moving. I thought Sandro was on the same page, but as I walked into his room, hoping to find him already dressed up, I was shocked to find him still in bed, though he was awake.“Why aren’t you getting ready?” I asked, puzzled.“I changed my mind,” Sandro said, his voice flat.“Changed your mind?” I ec
CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO NADIA I walked into a trap!It was a Saturday, the sun barely rising, casting a soft, golden light over the quiet street as I got ready for my early morning shift at the grocery store. The air smelled fresh and crisp, a hint of autumn intermingled with the scent of dew on the grass. I rummaged through my small closet, shifting clothes left and right until I found my uniform shirt, its bright green logo shining like a beacon of my mundane life. Suddenly, just as I was about to slip it over my head, my phone buzzed in my pocket, startling me.I hadn’t expected anyone to call me this early, assuming my friends would still be asleep, dreaming of their weekend escapades. For a fleeting second, I thought it might be Alex or Sandro, since I had finally given them my number as a token of gratitude for saving my life from Lara, Bethany, and their new boyfriends. But I quickly brushed the thought aside and didn’t grab my phone right awa
CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE SANDRO DAVALO What we should have done!My wolf was restless as I sat in class. The usual focus I had on Physics, a subject I once relished, was gone. My mind was elsewhere, caught in a web of anxiety that wrapped around my chest like a vice. I knew immediately that Nadia was in trouble. Our connection was strong, the kind that made me hyper-aware of her feelings even when I was miles away. Quickly, I scanned the room, searching for any sign of Lara, Bethany, and their new boyfriends, Tony and Fletcher. I hoped maybe they would be in class, joking around, because that would mean Nadia was safe. But they weren’t. And with each passing moment, the dread only amplified my conviction that something was very wrong.I clenched my fists under the desk, grinding my teeth in frustration. The lecturer droned on, oblivious to my turmoil, but I couldn't take it anymore. The restless energy within me surged like a storm, urging me to take action.Witho
CHAPTER SEVENTY NADIA Where she goes, we go!It was supposed to have gone under the radar, but it seems nothing ever goes under the radar at All High College, especially when it involves me.After Marcus sneezed and came back to life, I knew from that moment that my life was never going to remain the same. I had done something incredible, something I didn't fully understand myself. But what I hadn't anticipated was the tidal wave of attention my heroics would fetch.The aftermath of the incident spread like wildfire throughout the school. Students were buzzing with excitement, gossiping and speculating about how I had managed to bring Marcus back. Teachers shared knowing glances, and even some of the staff members whispered nervously in corners. My name became the word on everyone’s lips; it was as if I had achieved something truly monumental…something no one else had ever dared.I could barely take a step without someone staring at me or calling m
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE ALEX DAVALO She's more than I know!What had I just seen? Watching Nadia bring a dead student back to life felt like those tales we only heard or saw in movies. I still couldn't wrap my head around it, and a part of me wished Sandro had been there to witness it because telling him what happened wouldn’t do justice. That morning had started like any other. I was in class, half-listening to Mr. McGrath drone on about some poem I couldn’t care less about. My thoughts were scattered from yesterday’s drama—the teasing, the mockery, the feeling of being invincible because of my status as one of the popular guys. But that feeling of superiority dissipated the moment I heard the commotion outside.Curious about the noise, I decided to step outside. As I stepped into the hallway, I was met with a frantic surge of students running toward a particular classroom. My instinct kicked in, and I rushed to find out what was happening. “Hey, what’s going o
CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT NADIA My blood brought him back!NadiaThe shock on their faces was not the emotion I was expecting but it was rather funny.“No...we’re not doing that,” Alex said after a few seconds of silence.“Why?” I rebuffed. “Causing me pain has never been a problem for you both, so why can’t you make me feel a little pain with pleasure now?”Alex stuttered, “L..look that’s all in the past, don’t spoil the mood with all of that” he grabbed my legs and pulled me towards the edge of the bed while stroking his dick to keep it rock hard. “Let’s just continue fucking Nadia.”“Where are your manners, Alex?” Sandro finally spoke. He placed his hands on Alex’s shoulders and with the softest of voices and a mischievous smile continued, “If the lady says she wants it rough, then we make it rough.”His words were so warm I felt electricity flowing beneath my skin till it caused a pool between my legs. All I could do was stare at them lustfully.Sandro
CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN SANDRO DAVALO She is wild! She's a baddie!At halftime during the inter-college rugby game, I looked up into the stands, hoping to find Nadia among the crowd. My heart sank as I scanned the faces, realizing she wasn't there anymore. Just moments earlier, I had been riding high on adrenaline—our team was playing well, and I was in a good groove. She had even smiled at me at some point during the game. Now, the thought of her absence pulled at the pit of my stomach, replacing my excitement with a growing sense of dread.Why did she suddenly leave so early? I had hoped that playing so well would impress her. But now, she was gone."Sandro!" I heard a familiar voice calling my name. I turned around quickly and saw Lara, my ex-girlfriend, waving and smiling at me as if we were still in a relationship. Next to her stood Bethany, another familiar face from my past. For a brief moment, I considered acknowledging them, maybe returning a wave or a
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX NADIA My wolf wanted him!The school's rugby team had a game against another school that evening and even though I wanted to be there, I decided against it. I felt a swirl of emotions as I slung my backpack over my shoulder, my heart heavy as I made my way out of the school building. I didn’t want to stay back, especially since Sandro was part of the team. The thought of him on the field brought irritation as well as longing to my heart. I didn’t want Sandro to think that I had come to see him play the game, even though a part of me still wanted to support him.“Just keep walking,” I whispered to myself, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. I was determined to avoid the stadium. After everything that had happened, I wasn’t sure I could handle seeing him and pretending like everything was okay. As I stepped outside, the soft breeze ruffled my hair, and I felt a sense of freedom wash over me.But then, my wolf chimed in,
CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE NADIAI broke his heart; I can't even find the fragments!I was scared, really scared...not just for myself, but for Jack. This was one night that would either make or break us!I wasn't ready for any of the outcomes!Jack had come visiting that night, and I should have been excited to have him around again, but I wasn't. My heart raced as I sat on the couch, the cushions feeling like a sinking ship under my weight. Jack had always brought a sense of calm to my otherwise chaotic life in school, that served as the battleground for the werewolves. But tonight was different. The tension in the air felt almost palpable, thick like fog, and it suffocated me. I didn’t know how to explain it, but my instincts screamed a warning. I felt like I was teetering on the edge of a cliff, one misstep away from a fall that could shatter everything I had ever known.Jack strolled in with that familiar grin on his face, his energy lighting up the dimly lit roo
CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR ALEX DAVALO Not as easy as she makes it look!That night, I walked over to my mother's private chamber. The scent of lavender mixed with the faint aroma of herbs hung in the air like a shroud. Flickering candlelight danced across the stone walls, casting warm shadows that felt both comforting and haunting. The heavy oak door creaked open, and, even before I stepped inside, I sensed that familiar heaviness in my chest. "Leave us alone," she said to the healer the moment she saw me. The healer, a new one, an elderly woman with silver hair braided tightly, nodded solemnly and slipped out, closing the door behind her."Mom..." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes, though dimmed by pain, glittered with that same unwavering warmth that always melted my worries. But tonight, it just broke my heart even more. We all knew her condition wasn’t getting better. In fact, we all knew that it was just a matter of days before she finally kicke