Chapter Two

Kaidora's POV 

I yank my hands away from Zane's manhood like I've been burned, but the damage is already done. 

The laughter in the air doesn't die down, and I can feel every pair of eyes boring into me. My face is burning from pure, seething rage. 

“Oh, my goodness. Did you see that?” Serena snickers, her voice dripping with mockery. “The little wolfless omega is getting desperate.” 

“Pathetic,” her friend chimes in, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder. “As if Zane would ever look twice at something like her.” 

My jaw clenches so hard I'm surprised my teeth don't crack. 

Something like her? 

As if I'm beneath them. As if these monsters have any right to look down on me. 

I want to scream at them. I want to tell them exactly what I think of their precious Zane and every other werewolf in this cursed place. I want to remind them that they are nothing but animals playing dress-up in human skin. 

But I can't. Because I'm supposed to be weak and submissive to them. So I do what I've been doing for the past six months, I lower my head and swallow my pride like poison. 

“I'm— I'm sorry,” I stutter. “Someone pushed me. I didn't mean—” 

“Sure, you didn't,” Serena cuts me off, stepping closer. 

I am certain she's the one who pushed me. And since she's one of Zane's many admirers, she would be upset at what happened even though it was a mistake. 

“We all saw how you were staring at him during the game. This was just your sad little attempt to get his attention.” Her voice drips with venom and contempt. 

The other she-wolves giggle, forming a circle around me like a pack of hyena closing in on their prey. 

My fingers curl into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms. Breath, Kaidora. Just breathe. 

“Leave her alone, Serena.” Amber's voice cuts through the noise as she pushes her way to my side. It was clearly an accident.” 

Serena's blue eyes flash with annoyance, but before she can respond, Zane finally releases my shoulder. 

I hadn't even realised he was still holding it until the warmth of his touch disappeared. 

“Enough!” His voice is cold and commanding, silencing the crowd in an instant. 

His stormy grey eyes bore into mine, and I see something flicker in them. Confusion? Suspicion? I can't tell. 

He leans in close, so close I can smell the scent of pine and musk on his skin. It makes my stomach turn and my heart jolts. 

“Watch yourself, omega,” he murmurs, his voice low enough that only I can hear. “Next time, you might not be so lucky.” 

Lucky? Lucky? 

The word echoes in my head as he turns away and walks away, his teammates following behind him. 

The she-wolves scatter too, but not before throwing a few more sneers in my direction. 

Amber grabs my arm, pulling me towards the exit. “Come on, let's get out of here before this gets worse.” 

I let her lead me away, my mind reeling. My hand still tingles where it touched him, and that strange buzzing sensation under my skin has only gotten stronger. 

What the hell was that? 

The moment I step into my dorm, I rush towards the washroom, turn on the tap and begin scrubbing my hands with soap until my skin turns red and raw. But no amount of soap can wash away the memory of Zane's body responding to my touch. 

Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. 

“Kai, you need to calm down,” Amber says from behind me. “It was just an embarrassing moment. Everyone will forget about it by tomorrow.” 

I whirl around to face her, my stomach twisting with rage. “Forget about it? Did you see how they looked at me? How he looked at me?” 

The image of Zane's stormy grey eyes flash in my mind again and my heart aches. He'd look at me like I was trash. Like I was something disgusting or even worse than that. 

“I know, but—” 

“They treated me like I'm nothing!” My voice rises despite my effort to control it. “Like I'm some desperate omega throwing herself at their precious alpha-to-be.” 

Amber flinches at my tone and guilt immediately gnaws at my heart. She's the only friend I have here, the only one who's shown me any kindness in this hell. 

I take a deep breath and lower my voice. “I'm sorry. I just… I hate this place, I hate all of them.” 

“I know,” she says softly. “But you need to be more careful, Kai. Drawing attention to yourself, especially from someone like Za e Grayson…” she trails off, shaking her head as she bites on her button lip. 

“What about him?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. “What is so special about Zane Grayson apart from his hockey skills and his father's pack?” 

I know how arrogant he is, just because what? His father owns the pack and he's the future Alpha? I hate him especially because his father leads the werewolves. Those evil creatures! 

Amber hesitates for a few seconds, then she leans forward. “His father is Alpha Rowan. One of the most powerful and ruthless alphas in the region.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “They say he will do anything to protect his pack and his bloodline. Anything.” 

A cold chill runs through my spine for some unknown reasons. 

My eyes narrow at Amber, my arms still crossed defiantly. “Why are you telling me this?” I ask carefully. 

“Because if you've somehow gotten on Zane's radar, that means you might get on Alpha Rowan's too.” Her eyes are filled with genuine worry. “And trust me, Kai, that's dangerous. Especially from a wolfless omega with no pack protection.” 

Bile rises in my throat and I swallow hard. “I will be careful,” I lie, giving her what I hope is a reassuring smile. 

Amber seems satisfied with that answer and goes back to her room. 

But I can't relax. My mind keeps replaying the moment I touched Zane, the way his body reacted, the strange pull I felt. 

And worse? The way I still feel it. Like there's an invisible thread connecting us now, tugging at something deep in my chest.