two_ Zack

Zack Zekyle ZORNZON POV

Zack Zekyle Zornzon was my name. I had a nasty attitude and selfish thoughts, caring only about myself. Thanks to my father, I developed a deep hatred for the world. When my mom left, I started despising my father for giving up on finding her so quickly. It was clear to me that he didn't want to search for her while he had his new family. I believe my mom left because she discovered my father's affair with another woman.

I can't blame my mother. If I were in her shoes, I would have done the same. Imagine seeing your husband with another woman, knowing they already have a child who is only a few years younger than your own child. It would be like a bomb exploding inside you.

I woke up in a new bed, completely naked. I slowly gathered my scattered clothes from all over the room.

My head was pounding. Last night, I got drunk with my friends and ended up meeting two attractive girls. Now they were lying naked on the bed. There were still other girls asleep in the room, but I needed to leave before they woke up. I couldn't afford to get caught in this situation again. Hahaha! Definitely not like this.

I was only sixteen years old, but I could do things that older guys were only allowed to do. Nobody cared. I was the heir of the most powerful wolf family in the country. Additionally, I had a handsome face and a physique that every girl desired. Despite my young age, I had managed to develop some abs, thanks to my daily training. With my six-foot height, it was hard for people to guess my age.

I mounted my horse, which was already in motion after a minute. My plan was to go home first, take a short rest, and then head to school. I tied my horse to my dad's horse. I wondered if my dad was still around. Checking my watch, I realized it was already seven o'clock. Why did he keep coming back? But I simply shrugged it off and didn't pay much attention. I didn't care about him at all.

As soon as I entered the house, my dad immediately hit me. I wasn't expecting that.

"What the heck? Fuck!" I swore instinctively. It just slipped out. Who wouldn't curse in that situation? I had just arrived, and the first thing I received was a punch. "Seriously?" What kind of bullshit was this?

"At last, you're home!" My dad said sarcastically, then sat down on a chair after punching me. I shook my head and responded sarcastically...

"Yeah, at last. So glad to be here," I smirked. If he thought I would be afraid, he was completely wrong. I wasn't scared at all. Another punch from my dad only fueled my anger, causing me to clench my fist.

"Now what? You expect me to fight back? I didn't bring you into this world to tarnish our name and cause trouble! But you keep doing it over and over again!" My dad grabbed some newspapers and threw them in front of me, wanting me to see the headlines. I just smiled as I read them.

Several paparazzi were following me, even though I wasn't an actor. I didn't care about them at all! The front page featured my friends and me, all of us simultaneously punching and kicking a guardian (a powerful wolf that protects our world). I had many friends, and each of us had different abilities.

It was his fault, I admitted to myself. We were riding our horses too fast, and he had the audacity to tell us we were going too fast. Can you believe it? I wasn't even under the influence of any drugs at the time. He should be grateful I didn't kill him.

"Is that all you're upset about? I got punched for that?" Thumbs up!

I had done much worse things than that, I whispered to myself.

"I'm tired. Are you done punching me?" I spoke in a bored voice.

I could tell my dad was still holding onto his anger, judging by how tightly he clenched his fist. It seemed like he wanted to hit me again, fueled by his frustration. 'Tsk.'

Go ahead and stay angry for as long as you want, I whispered once again.

I turned away from him and noticed his second wife glaring at me.

Despite their anger towards him, my grandfather's decisions remained unchanged. I would be the next in line to inherit the throne of our family as the firstborn son. And besides, I was the legitimate Zornzon, not Zeth, my half-brother.

Feeling tired of being in that house and not wanting to stay any longer, I decided to go to school. Instead of planning to skip my first class, I chose to go to school and find a better place to sleep. They had bored and angered me enough in that house.

While riding my horse, I came across a beautiful girl who caught my attention. Intrigued, I halted my horse in front of her and mustered the courage to ask her to spend some time with me. Surprisingly, she agreed, and we found ourselves in the depths of the forest. I couldn't help but smirk at her willingness. Without hesitation, she removed her underwear, enticing me further. The girl flirted with me, smiled, and even kissed me passionately.

However, amidst our intimate encounter, I noticed a hooded figure observing us from a distance. This unexpected presence heightened my excitement, prompting me to hold the girl's waist firmly and engage in rough and intense sexual activity. Eventually, the mysterious figure fled the scene. Satisfied, I finished what I had started and left the girl with a smile, swiftly riding away on my horse. She attempted to chase after me, but her efforts were in vain. She was simply too slow.

In order to ensure our paths crossed, I made sure to be the first person to enter the school. However, my arrogance led me to clash with someone.

"Hey, are you blind?" I taunted the person.

To my surprise, it was Miss Hoody, the same girl who had witnessed my previous encounter. I couldn't contain my excitement as I confronted her.

The girl cowered, her face hidden beneath the hood, but her trembling body revealed her fear. She must have been overwhelmed by the presence of the most notorious guy in the school. Although I wasn't in the mood for another encounter, I felt a twinge of sympathy for her. Smirking, I grabbed her and forced her to look at me.

"Look who we have here!" I exclaimed, taken aback by the presence of the most infamous girl in history. Or is she a wolf? Rumor has it that she possesses no powers. She remained silent, gazing at me. Could she be deaf? Without hesitation, I seized her and whisked her away to my room, contemplating what to do with her.

I could hear her pleading, but I paid her no attention. I wasn't in the mood for conversation. I was exhausted.

As she struggled, crying, I reluctantly decided to speak, hoping to alleviate the tension.

"Stay still, unless you want me to hurt you even more by tightening my grip on your wrist."

She continued to tremble and sob. Did she not realize that her actions only fueled my annoyance?

"What do you want, Zack?" Samuel Rex Sorjon, the only student who didn't fear me, interrupted. Every time I saw him, I had an urge to strangle him.

Sorjon belonged to the second-most powerful clan, but I couldn't care less. My clan's ranking as number one meant nothing to me.

He should be grateful to the "elder."

The elder held the utmost authority within each clan.

for implementing certain rules, one of which prohibited unnecessary fights. Apparently, a simple altercation like this didn't qualify.

As I glanced at Samuel, the girl attempted to escape, but I was quicker. I reached out to grab her hair, but only managed to grasp her ribbon. Her long, black, glossy hair cascaded around her, and a gentle breeze carried her floral scent through the air.

She looked around, frightened. However, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't move, completely taken aback.

What was happening? My heart, which I believed to be made of stone, was pounding. Could it be? Did I actually have a heart? I never expected this. Hahaha...

In my eyes, she now resembled an angel. What was going on with me? Taking a deep breath, I cautiously approached her, and she mirrored my movements. Although she seemed to be retreating, she was actually moving in the opposite direction.

I shouted, "Stop!" in an attempt to halt the situation. Samuel's response caught me off guard. Was he joking or did he want to challenge my power?

Clearing my throat, I spoke up, "Stop if you value your life." My thoughts were clouded, my head still throbbing. I couldn't think clearly, but one thing was certain—I wanted her to stay close to me. Even if it meant using my power to intimidate her, I was willing to do whatever it took. I would even pick a fight with Sorjon if necessary.

She immediately complied, her smile captivating me. I swallowed hard, taken aback by her beauty. She looked directly at me, and I found myself mesmerized by her gaze.

"Okay, what now?" she asked.

"Come with me!" I commanded, my voice strained. I motioned for her to follow as I walked ahead. She obediently trailed behind me. We arrived at my room, and as soon as I opened the door, the noise and commotion from the other students vanished. They scattered at the sight of me.

Samuel spoke to the elderly man standing behind him.

"Fix that, Roco."

"Yes, sir," Roco replied.

It seemed like the door was broken again, thanks to me.

I didn't even need to exert one percent of my power. I walked straight to my chair and glanced back at the girl, realizing she hadn't followed me. I tapped the chair next to me, urging her to sit. She hesitated, her movements betraying her doubt. I stared at her with wide eyes, silently urging her to comply. If scaring her was what it took, so be it.

Finally, she moved and cautiously approached me, her fear evident. Once she was in front of me, I grabbed her wrist and guided her to sit beside me. Samuel took a seat in the chair behind me, a smile playing on his lips.

Was he smiling at her?

Tsk. Why did it bother me?

"Everyone, she is now under my control," I declared, my voice echoing throughout the room. I noticed her mouth open as if she wanted to say something.

I warned the girl, the little wolf, not to argue, as it would be the last thing she could say to me.

She pouted, making her even more adorable.

She looked at me, and I couldn't help but laugh. But why was my heart racing so fast?

Was it because of the way she looked at me, smiled, or even pouted? What was she doing to me?