LOGINNalini
Minutes later, I walked to my first class holding a map and a list of classes I'd attend this year, which was given to me by the lady I met at the administrative block. Thank the goddess she was cooperative. I entered with my heart in my stomach. Thankfully, I arrived before the teacher did and the class wasn't full since it was one of my majors, not a general class. I noticed the glares I got from wolves of higher ranks and it made me want to dissappear into thin air. But a boy from the back corner of the class beckoned me right on time and I let out a relieved sigh as I went to sit next to him. "This is where omegas sit" the boy said. I wasn't surprised. The discrimination was so obvious. "Thanks" I mumbled. The teacher entered shortly after and the class began. The first class was on lycanthropic anatomy. It flowed well and so did other classes. I had two general classes, two majors and one elective class. We finished up by 2.40 in the afternoon and I needed to be home by exactly 3.30 pm or face Selene's wrath. I didn't want that so I headed straight to my locker, using the map I was given. Once I opened my locker, I saw some notebooks, a uniform and a stationary set and it made my eyes sting with emotion. I couldn't believe I was in an actual school for the first time in my life! I snapped out of my reverie when someone slammed my locker shut in my face. I turned to see Julie with a huge smirk on her lips and two girls standing behind her. "Hey, Nalini" she said, crowding my space. "How was your first day at school?" I knew she didn't care to know. It was all fake concern. Julie had been my bully since childhood. Sometimes it felt like her and mistress Selene were created just to maltreat me. "It was good" I replied quickly "Well, I know what can make it better" she said. "My boyfriend, alpha prince Myron is bored. And I don't like to see him like that so I suggested that I bring one of the omegas to entertain him and to my surprise, he was down with it!" Wait, what? She couldn't mean what she just said! I met her gaze to check if she was joking. She wasn't. Her lips curved into a smirk as she signalled the girls with her and they both grabbed me. "No Julie, I can't go. Please don't make me go" I said as I struggled against them. "It's the soon to be alpha's orders" she chirped. "Would you disobey your alpha?" How many alpha princes were there, by the way? I thought Timothy was the only one! "Julie, I have to be home by 3.30 pm. Your mother will punish me if I'm a minute late!" I said in a frantic tone as I struggled to break free. She brought her face closer to mine and stared at me with eyes that made me think she was going to consider letting me go. But I was wrong. It wouldn't be Julie if she wasn't making my life a living hell! "I think you're mistaking me for someone who cares" she hissed. "Girls, take her away!" My pleas and struggles against them were wasted. Julie and her minions dragged me outside to the feild. "Baby" she said. "I've got an omega for you to do with her whatever you want" Then her minions threw me on the ground like a ragdoll. There were three boys present. Two stood and one sat down. The one I guessed was Alpha prince Myron. I looked up and gasped. He was perfectly sculpted, like a masterpiece of the Moon Goddess herself. His black hair was a mass of curls, his lips were sinful, his features were chiseled, and his arms were inky with tattoos and rippling with muscle. He was the type of guy mothers warned their daughters about. I couldn't believe someone who looked so beautiful could be such a bully. "Babe, what should we do with her?" Julie asked as she sat on his lap. All the while, his gaze was on me. His cold, piercing gaze which roved all over my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "She looks clean" he said in a low, full voice. "Let's soil her a little bit" My heart began beating in fierce palpitations. What did he mean by that? Goddess, why did my first day at school have to be like this? Why couldn't I have a moments peace? Was I a magnet for bullies? His gaze was still on me but I knew he was talking to Julie. "Put on some music, let her do a striptease" They all broke into raucous laughter and made mocking sounds. What? I felt breathless, like I'd run two miles. So called alpha prince must be joking because there was no way in hell I was going to do that! The music started and my blood heated up in rage. My gaze clashed with his and I was sure he felt the defiance radiating from me. My feet were rooted in one spot. "You have ten seconds, omega!" He spat. "Get on with it or I'll make you!" Chills ran down my spine from his threat but I refused to let it show. I kept staring, hatred evident on my features. He signalled his boys and they rushed to me and began harassing me. "Don't be like that, little omega, give us a little tease..." one of them said in a tone that made my skin crawl. Julie and her minions cackled, pulled out their phones and began videoing. My rage from earlier melted into fear as I struggled to prevent them from ripping open my uniform. "Please don't do this..." I begged, my voice trembling. I felt the tears coming... Then I heard a low growl. I wasn't the only one who heard it though, the boys stopped harassing me and turned to see who it was. "Let her go this instant unless you want your heads severed from your body" I looked to see who it was.Nalini It started like a slow death.Day by day, piece by piece, Myron faded from me.He didn’t avoid me entirely—not at first. But every time our paths crossed in the crowded corridors of Silvermist Academy, his eyes would slide past me like I was air. No flicker of recognition, no trace of the fire that had once burned so bright between us. Just indifference. Cold, cutting indifference.And yet, the bond between us wouldn’t quiet. It hummed beneath my skin, restless, confused—pulling me toward him even when my pride begged me to turn away.The worst part wasn’t his silence. It was watching him live.Laughing with Terry and Lax in the courtyard. Throwing his head back in that easy, careless way that used to make my heart stumble. And then there was Julie—always Julie. Draped on his arm, whispering into his ear, stealing his attention with that saccharine smile.Every touch of hers was a knife. Every glance he gave her, a twist of the blade.I tried to be invisible again, to melt int
Nalini The world always seemed quieter after disaster—like the air itself was holding its breath, afraid to disturb the ruins of what had been.That was how it felt returning to school.I thought I’d feel relief slipping back into routine, but the moment I walked through Silvermist Academy’s iron gates, the air shifted. Eyes followed me. Whispers trailed behind me like ghosts.“She’s back.”“I heard the Alpha King punished her.”“No, I heard she ran off with one of the princes.”“Which one?”“Does it matter? She’s doomed either way.”Each voice was a dagger I tried not to feel. I held my head high, ignoring them, focusing on the crunch of gravel beneath my shoes, on breathing. In and out. One step at a time.Maxine was waiting by the stairs, her expression somewhere between relief and worry. The second she saw me, she broke into a run and threw her arms around me.“Moon above, Nali!” she exclaimed, squeezing tightly. “Where have you been? You just disappeared!” she finished, her voic
Timothy I didn’t think. I ran.Glass shattered as I shouldered the back door open. Nalini spun around, a cry catching in her throat. The fear in her eyes melted into confusion when she saw me.“Timothy?” she whispered, clutching the bag to her chest. “What—how did you—”“No time,” I said, crossing the room in three strides. “They’re here.”Her eyes darted to the window. “Your father’s men?”“Yeah.” I could hear them circling the building, their footsteps coming closer. “We need to move now.”She hesitated, torn between trust and instinct. “Myron—”“I’ll deal with him later,” I cut in, voice low, urgent. “Right now, I’m getting you out of here.”Something in my tone must’ve reached her, because she nodded, swallowing hard. I took her hand—it was trembling, cold—and pulled her toward the side door.Then a shout split the air.“There! By the window!”A gunshot rang out, the bullet slamming into the wall inches from her head. She gasped, stumbling, and I yanked her down behind the counte
Timothy I’d been searching for her for three days.Three days of sleepless nights, dead ends, and silence from every damn person who should’ve known something.The pack was a maze of whispers, and somewhere in it, my mate was missing.The bond between us burned dully now, like an ember refusing to die. I could still feel her—faint, strained, somewhere close—but the distance was tearing at me. Each hour that passed without finding her chipped away at what little calm I had left.That morning, I was ready to tear the entire packhouse apart if I had to. My father’s orders kept the warriors on alert, his paranoia rising ever since he discovered Myron’s secret bond with her. And though no one said it aloud, I could smell the fear whenever her name was mentioned.Something was wrong. Deeply wrong.I was walking past the west corridor when I heard it—voices from Father’s study. Angry, low, dangerous.I recognized both.Father’s voice was sharp enough to cut glass. Myron’s sounded raw, defen
Timothy Morning sunlight slanted across my room, warm but sharp, like it wanted to cut through the haze in my mind. I buttoned my shirt slowly, watching my reflection in the mirror. Calm, collected, controlled — that’s what they always saw when they looked at me. That’s what I’d trained myself to be. The perfect son. The perfect student. The perfect Alpha in waiting.But the truth was never that simple.The house was alive with the low hum of the pack — warriors switching shifts, omegas scurrying about, the steady pulse of life that had been my world since birth. Everything about mornings here was orderly, predictable. Yet inside me, there was this quiet unease that had no place, no reason, no name.I straightened my tie and exhaled slowly, letting my thoughts wander as I always did when things were too quiet. I had a meeting with the Student Council before school — my team and I were finalizing the plans for the Silvermist Spring Dance. As the head representative, it was my responsi
Nalini The house was too quiet.It shouldn’t have felt that way — not with the fire softly crackling in the hearth, the golden light spilling through the tall windows, and the faint hum of the city somewhere beyond. But silence had a weight, and tonight it pressed against me from all sides.Myron had been gone since morning.He hadn’t said where he was going. Just that he had to take care of something. His tone had been clipped, his movements restless — like he was holding something fragile inside and didn’t dare let it show. I remembered how he’d looked standing by the door, jaw tight, eyes shadowed with thoughts I couldn’t read.And then he’d left without breakfast, without even a backward glance.That had been hours ago.Now the sky outside had turned to bruised purple, the last traces of sunlight dying behind the Silvermist Ridge. I sat on the couch, hugging a pillow to my chest, trying not to imagine all the terrible things that could’ve happened.Maybe he’s with his father, I t







