Lyca
Every student's eyes are on us. I tried to hide my face by stooping, as if they wouldn't recognize me.
I let out a sigh.
"Do you really want me to keep pulling you like this?"
I raised my head to catch a glimpse of his attractive face. Even though he's a total jerk, he still has that wonderful face. We've come to a halt in the middle of the corridor, so I got better at gazing at him.
His eyes shine, and he appears to be smiling naughtily at the same time, a mischievousness visible in his eyes. Wait, what did I just say? Did I say that he was attractive? He's a scumbag! Disgusting! And... Whatever...
"I wouldn't stop pulling you; even if you say so, it would be more convenient for both of us if you walk alongside me. Do you agree?"
I nod. "Do I really have any other choices?" I mumble sarcastically.
"Good, now let's go."
"I have a practice game in football. You should sit on one of the benches and cheer for me."
My eyes widened in shock. I've never done it in my life because I'm worried that if someone saw me and reported it to my grandparents, they would punish me again. They gave me lashes the last time I made a slight mistake. I wouldn't do it again. My wounds are still fresh from the last punishment.
"What are you waiting for, Lyca?"
I stiffen as I hear him yell my name. Why does his voice make my name sound so lovely when it comes out of his mouth? Is that really my name? Okay, I'm being stupid now. Slowly, I follow him, but I abruptly hover and land beside him. Did he use some kind of power on me? He grins...
"I told you to walk alongside me, not behind me."
Really? He is so impossible. I mutter.
I sit calmly on the bench when we reach the practice field for football players.
It's been a minute since the practice began. I was staring at Zack, but I couldn't open my mouth to cheer him up. I'm terrified... God knows how scared I am right now. Suddenly, a ball is thrown towards me. My initial reaction is to cover my face. I wait for a second more, but there is no ball slamming into my face. I cautiously open my eyes and slowly remove my hands that have been covering my face. I notice someone in front of me. A smiling, cute boy vampire greets me gently as I raise my head.
"Are you okay?" he asks, shocked. I don't say a thing; I stay silent. My shoulder is patted by the cute, smiling vampire. But just as he is about to brush my face, Zack appears in front of us.
"Don't touch her, flirty vamps."
"Come on, dude, how many times do I have to tell you my name is Damon, not a flirty vampire?" Even though Zack wants to punch him, I stare at the cute vampire and his smile.
For almost a century, vampires and wolves have already stopped fighting, although some rogue tribes are still at war, but not many. The Damon clan is one of the vampire families that agreed to a truce. Although we don't know if they really mean it, we are still watching them in silence.
"That girl is mine! No one is allowed to touch her!"
"Oh really, the last time I checked, we could only buy things like jewelry, land, food, and buildings with so-called money, not human wolf idiots."
When Damon says that, he's still smiling, but Zack immediately gets angry. He's about to push him when the team captain appears out of nowhere, right in the middle of them.
"Stop both of you. Let's get back to work. Leave the girl alone," the captain says, and the two exchange a few enraged glances before deciding to return to practice.
On the field, Zack and Damon are obviously competing. Despite the fact that they are trying to take the ball, it is clear that they are using their power to win.
Damon kicks the ball and then moves faster, but Zack uses his strength to stop Damon. They've been at it for a minute when the ball bursts. The players stop, but the two remain in the middle and push each other.
"What's your fucking problem?" Damon yells at Zack, then shoves him.
"Fuck you too! It's not me; it's definitely your fault."
Zack slams his fist into Damon. I want to hide because the two are clearly strong. They are abusing their power. And I have no intention of being a part of any of it.
After a minute, random professors and more powerful students try to stop them. They join forces and use their power to overpower Damon and Zack.
The Dean shouted, "Both of you, come to the office!"
"Is that Zack's grandfather?" I wondered.
Zack smirked and walked behind his grandfather, and Damon reluctantly followed him.
"What about me?" I sighed. Maybe now I can go home? I straightened up and fixed my appearance.
Not long after I crossed the field, someone blocked my path. It was Olivia, the girl from the third clan, Orgarox, along with some of her companions from a different clan. What do they want from me?
I couldn't help but be captivated by Olivia's beauty as I looked into her deep brown eyes. Her face was almost round, while mine was heart-shaped. Her nose was pointed, unlike mine. My lips were pink, while hers were crimson. She had a slim figure, while I was a bit chubby. My waist size had increased to 26 inches.
"What are you staring at?" Olivia yelled at me and pushed me.
In a small, timid voice, I replied, "Nothing..." and tried to pass through them.
"I can't believe it; Zack could actually be interested in your mediocre body. Little wolf, you're a worthless sinner. Let me tell you something. If you don't want to get hurt, stay away from Zack, okay?"
Olivia stood in front of me like a beast, with rocks ready to be thrown at me.
They laughed like devils, and I felt terrified, like a helpless puppy in front of them.
If only I had more power, I wouldn't be so scared. If only... A stone flew and hit my left arm. I trembled, but before I could feel the pain, another rock struck my shoulder.
I was on the verge of tears when another rock hit me, and then another, until I was on my knees, clutching the ground. It felt like I was crawling and crying while they continued to laugh.
"Don't cry, little wolf. It doesn't suit you. You're a miserable sinner, a useless wolf." Olivia muttered something sarcastic and laughed again. I crouched down to avoid being hit by another approaching stone.
I waited... but nothing came.
"Did you hear my earlier message? Bitch, don't touch her!" Suddenly, the place was filled with a shouting voice. It sounded like him, Zack. He was the one who saved me. I blacked out, and the last thing I remember is som
eone carrying me in their arms.
I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift off to sleep.
Damon, When the wind blows, it carries a delightful scent of flowers - fresh, sweet, aromatic, and fragrant. I wonder where the source of this enchanting fragrance is. As I surveyed the area, I couldn't see anything except for the players surrounding me. I wondered what could be the origin of that scented flower. Being a pure-blooded vampire, I possess heightened senses. I can smell things even from a distance, move swiftly, and my eyesight is exceptional. Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appeari
Lyca Zack and I were walking together, with Lyca on my right and Damon on my left. I raised an eyebrow at Zack's comment. "What are you doing, being flirtatious, vampire?" I asked, slightly annoyed. Zack only replied with a smirk, which annoyed me even more. "Do you want me to embarrass you in front of everyone at school?" I threatened. "Tsk! I'd like to see you try," Zack retorted. I was about to respond when suddenly, a loud voice interrupted us. "What took you so long?" boomed Mr. Salazar, our disciplinary school teacher. I remembered the punishment I wanted to protest, but I knew it wouldn't end well for me. Mr. Salazar was not only a teacher but also a Guardian and a skilled fighter. If I picked a fight with him, not only would my grandfather punish me, but I would also exhaust myself in the process. "Sir, where do we start?" Damon asked, breaking the silence. I sighed, realizing I had forgotten about Lyca. "Can I go to class with Zack now?" I asked, turning to Lyca, who w
Olivia POV I winced when she bit me. It's unbelievable. How pathetic! All she can do is resort to biting her enemies. Lyca shouted loudly while hugging her aunt. TSS, loser, I immediately left when I saw them both fall. Well, I suppose they're dead now. I threw numerous knives at them, making it impossible for them to survive. I did what I thought was right for that woman! I ran through the dark, dense forest. Every step I took created a crackling sound, echoing through the thick, shadowy path. I needed to get home because what I did was forbidden, but I also wanted to get revenge on that woman. Zack hurt me, and I felt humiliated in front of everyone. I didn't want to be seen as weak by my friends. Every clan had signed an agreement that all problems needed to be resolved peacefully to prevent war. What I did, I knew, would undoubtedly start a war. So I needed to act as if I hadn't done anything wrong. As long as there was no evidence that could be used against me, I would be seen
"Irya, Olivia's sister," "Olivia! Olivia! What happened to you?" I kept calling my sister's name, but she didn't seem to be able to move. "Dad! Mom!" "Help!" Everyone came running towards me after I shouted loudly. "What happened to your sister, Irya?" "I don't know, dad. She just got home, and she's shaking uncontrollably." "Oh my, what is this?" My mother pointed out something on my sister's shoulder. It looked like a foul, bloody wound. Every second, it grew bigger. We examined her entire body after placing her on the couch, but there didn't seem to be any other wounds besides the crawling, filthy wound that now covered almost her entire body. I cried and begged my parents for help. "Will she survive?" "We will try to find a solution," my parents said with concern. My father got up to make a phone call. And all I could do was cry and listen to everyone. "Hello... yes..." Silas: May I speak with him? Yes, OK. Silas, we urgently need your help. It's Arturo, yes... "Thank you
Lyca As I descend the grand staircase of the mansion, I find myself unable to tear my eyes away from the corner. Everything about this place exudes wealth and opulence. The chandelier is breathtaking, and the walls are adorned with numerous portraits. But one particular portrait catches my attention. It's my mother. I reach out and touch it, feeling a sense of longing and sadness. "I miss you, Mom," I whisper, my voice trembling. Suddenly, an unexpected voice fills the room, causing me to startle. "I've been waiting for you, Lyca!" I freeze in my tracks as I see who it is. It's my grandparents, standing before me. I had believed this to be my mother's house, and seeing them confirms it. They haven't changed a bit. My grandfather, with his striking gray eyes that resemble mine, still possesses the same charm. As I study him closely, I notice the resemblance between him and my mother. "Do you know why you're here?" my grandfather asks. "No," I reply, my voice barely audible. "Beca
Samuel After class, I immediately ran through the side forest of our clan territory perimeter to practice. I've been doing this every day to become more powerful and eventually become the ruler of all the wolf clans. That was my plan. However, Lyca's actions, or rather, what she did to Irya, will ruin my plan. Zack didn't believe it was Lyca because he didn't know about her in the first place. I clenched my fist and attacked my opponent, but the elderly were much faster than me and evaded my attacks. I eagerly delivered another punch with equal power. That was one of my abilities, along with lightning-fast speed. With each move I made, the dry leaves swirled around me like a tornado. This time, my opponent couldn't dodge my attack. "Hahaha, it seems like you're getting stronger every day, Sam," my uncle's laughter echoed throughout the forest. At night, birds flew in fear. I shook my head. I needed to become much stronger than before. "Because I think Lyca already knows about the
Zack" After an almost day-long relentless battle, we find ourselves in another dimension. Emerging from the ocean, I initially thought this place was no different from our world. The sand is fine and smooth, identical to ours. We traverse through the dense, untamed forest, and it's strikingly similar to our own. What's the difference? Nothing, apparently! However, as we moved beyond the forest, Damon and Lyca were taken aback by what they witnessed. Numerous rectangular metals with four-ring circles underneath were moving at an alarming speed. Damn! I narrowly escaped being hit by one. Suddenly, a mirror on the side lowered, and a head emerged. "Hey, kid, if you're looking for death, do it alone!" We were startled by this. "What's going on here?" "I'm not sure, Zack; the last time I was here, these things didn't exist." "It was only horses, not these things!" Within a minute, another one appeared, this time much larger than the previous one. It resembled a large rectangle, equippe
Irya "Ughhh..." I let out a loud yell as I stumbled into rectangular objects while trailing behind the trio. I nearly destroyed one of them when I used my hands to halt its movement. I quickened my pace after that. I noticed them entering a door guarded by two large men. I waited for them to reappear, but after an hour of fruitless waiting, there was no sign of Lyca, Zack, or Damon. So, I decided to venture inside as well. However, the two men blocked my path. "ID, miss?" One of them asked. "What ID?" I responded. "You're not allowed in here, young lady." "But my friends are inside." "Still, you're not allowed." My patience wore thin, so I gave them what they were asking for. I landed a punch in each of their stomachs, given my small stature and their towering height. I shook my head. Pathetic! I quickly slipped inside and began my search for them. But I was taken aback when I saw Lyca biting a man. What was going on? Damon*** We were overjoyed that Lyca had awakened so qui