I was so surprised to see Marian behind the doors. I never expected that I would be seeing her again. My hands clench. I want to look away, but at the same time, I can’t. The thought of meeting my friends often troubled me while I was in my cell. I thought of ways to explain the situation to them, but nothing seemed to come to mind. How could I tell them the whole truth about myself without getting looks of disdain? I am of a different race from them—a race that they consider a monster. Marian walks confidently to the front. When she manages to pass by me, she looks in my direction and surprises me when she suddenly smiles. Her pink hair is in a high ponytail that sways behind her when she passes me to head to the front to join Diona. I could not speak a word and silently followed her movements. She looks different, or more accurately, her demeanor is different now. “My name is Marian Atkinson. 37 days ago, the orcs attacked a small part of town, raiding and taking the women capt
It takes a while for me to get used to the collar around my neck. I never imagined that I would get to wear them, but here I am, strapping the cursed neckwear around my neck. Still, if I think about it, wearing the collar is way better than being locked up so I guess that this is a small price to pay for my freedom. I get out of my room and find Indigo waiting for me. At the moment, he is the one assigned to carry the remote that controls my collar. I vaguely remember Max being in a similar position as I was, only he had two guards with him the entire time. I guess that I should consider myself fortunate that they think that only one guard is sufficient to watch over me. Indigo and I didn’t talk on the way to the academy. With what happened, I don’t think that there’s anything we need to talk about anymore. I am sensing a little bit of distrust coming from him, which is understandable considering the risks that I put us through. Honestly, he was a father figure for me at some point
Perhaps I was a little in over my head when I thought that making a peaceful relationship with humans as I am now would be easy. If the writings on my desk weren’t proof enough or the stares that I get when I am walking the hallway of the school, then the whispers obviously are. Classes resume pretty normally, as normal as I can understand the lesson. I still don’t understand much about what they are teaching, but I swear I am making an effort. I try to comprehend what the textbooks say while listening to the lecture, but its hard to focus when things are thrown in your way—from crumpled paper to an eraser. I did try to make an attempt to block them but the professor ended up thinking that I was trying to cause trouble and threatened me that they wouldn’t hesitate to activate my collar if I did. It was embarrassing on my part, but there really is nothing that I can do. I don’t think that trying to explain the situation to them is going to work, not while I sense malice from the profe
Faces of astonishment greet me. The girl who had been holding me by my shirt collar finally released me. I collapsed to the floor while gasping for air. I felt a little lightheaded as I got back up on my feet when I heard them speak. “You’re going to challenge the lycan’s alpha? Do you know what that means?” The girl appears to be carefully evaluating whether I am bluffing or not. “I do.” I answer her, forcing myself to straighten up and meet her gaze; otherwise, she wouldn’t dare take me seriously. “You’re going to be their new alpha.” “I know. I grew up with them.” I feel a little nervous about laying out that fact to the werewolves before me. “But it’s because I grew up with them that I know that this is the only way for us to quickly subdue the lycans. Lycans fear the alphas because they don’t hesitate to kill their kin. I know that all too well.” I start to remember my father. My lips quiver and I fight the urge to tear up. “If I become their alpha, I will use my power to ha
It was nighttime when I noticed someone knocking on my door. It took me a moment to make sure I was not just hearing things before I continued. I get up and rub sleep from my eyes, trying not to glare at the window where the noise was coming from. I have to contain my gasp when I see Ajax outside of my window, gesturing for me to let him inside. The sight alone is enough to shake me awake. I quietly crack open my window and move back to let him inside. “What are you doing here?” I said it in a hushed tone once he was inside my room, landing softly on the carpet floor. Ajax stands, turning in my direction with a sly smile. “I was hoping that you would join me for a run.” I give him a look with one brow raised. What do those humans say when someone says something crazy? Oh, right. “Are you on crack?” “That’s not really the type of words you say if someone is doing you a favor…” There’s a mixture of disappointment and displeasure in his tone. It left me feeling somewhat guilty, bu
It has been five days since my run with Ajax and I seem to have finally settled back to my old school life—at least as normal as it can get. The werewolves still made an attempt to make my life difficult, but after my talk with the three girls the other day, it wasn’t as bad as before. I guess they saw how hard I was working with the hunters to provide them with information about the lycans. I even went as far as telling them about the hideout. Not only that, but I have once been called to assist in escorting monsters to our holding facility since I am a werewolf and all. “Aren’t you pushing yourself too hard?” Marian interrogates me after I wake up from my nap on my desk. The last thing that I remember was breaking up a couple of orcs that were fighting with each other in the containment facility. I also had to track down a lost child who was separated from his mother during the whole commotion. “Not really.” I yawn, beginning to stretch my back from being stiff in my initial p
How ironic.The pack that used to be my home is now holding me captive. There was a huge uproar when Max brought me back. Every single one of the Lycans cried out to have me banished or executed. It apparently wasn’t kept a secret that I sided with the hunters, so of course they would be angry. I would have died at the hands of the alpha if Max hadn’t convinced his father that he would keep me in line and break whatever brainwashing the humans did to me. After all, I was the best fighter that they have and putting me down would be a shame if they lost me. I don’t want to owe my life to Max, but I can’t argue that if it weren’t for him, I don’t think that I would be alive the moment we set foot back in the pack. Currently, I am living in his quarters since it is the only safe living space that I can be in without the fear of any lycans going in and trying to kill me. I thought that I would be placed in the dungeon or something but Max was stubborn, saying he wants to keep an eye on m
“Rise and shine, my dear!” My body shifted aggressively when I woke up from my deep sleep. I have been starving for days, and I had no idea that my body could still function. My wolf's strength, however, did not last long as I ended up on the ground a few seconds later. The hunger was taking a toll on my body and I could barely see my surroundings. My stomach has been rumbling for a long time, and I don’t even remember the days that passed by since I just spent most of them sleeping. I pick up a sound coming from the bars of my cage opening. Soon, I hear Max sitting before me in a crouching position while he strokes my head. “That’s a good girl.” He sounds so pleased, knowing that I no longer have any strength to move or fight him. Something smells good. There’s no mistake that it’s meat. “Smell that? I brought you something good to eat. I think six days is enough punishment for you. I wouldn’t want you to die.” Max pulls me to his lap. Eveything ache. I feel like my stomach is eat