CLAIRE'S POV
"There's a bet on me." The thought wouldn't leave my head as I ran through the woods, my heart pounding as I gasped for breath. Branches scratched at my arms and leaves tore at my face. My legs ached too, but I didn't stop. Who would do something like this? Betting on how much they could hurt me, how much blood they could draw, was this a joke to them? Yes, I was the daughter of a hunter, but weren't they just being like the hunters they claimed to hate? I finally stopped running, leaning against a tree, my chest rising and falling too fast. My hands were shaking and so was the rest of my body. I threw my head back, thinking about my predicament. Ever since I got here, it had been one thing after another. I couldn't even take a damn shower without worrying about Zane barging in, and now this? A bet. To hurt me. It had not even been 24 hours yet in this school. Was Skylar responsible or was it someone else? It had to be her. But was it because of Zane? Did she know about the mate bond? I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair. I needed to go back. Class would be over soon by 9:40, and the last thing I needed was to make things worse for myself by staying out here too long. I glanced at my watch. 9:50 PM. "What?" I gasped, pushing myself off the tree bark. That wasn't right. I had only been running for a few minutes. There was no way so much time had passed. My stomach twisted as I tapped my watch, shaking my wrist to be sure it was still working. "Oh no," I breathed. I only had ten minutes to get back. So, I started to run again, pushing leaves away in panic while some tangled in my hair. I glanced at my watch again. Five minutes more. I finally stopped, gasping for air and bending forward with my hands on my knees as I looked around. Nothing looked familiar and my brows furrowed when I realized that I was lost. I swallowed back the lump in my throat as tears stung my eyes. I needed to get back. But the more I walked, the deeper into the woods I seemed to go. I looked at my watch again. 10:07 pm. A shaky breath left my lips. "Oh goddess." What was going to happen to me now? Snap. I heard a twig behind me and immediately spun around, my eyes searching the darkness. My heart was beating so loudly that I could hear it in my ears but I knew I wasn't alone. The leaves shifted, rustling like something or someone was moving. I didn't wait to find out, so I broke into a run. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't care. My only thought was to get out. A sharp branch sliced across my face, but I barely felt it as I continued running. And then, out of nowhere, something slammed into me. The impact sent me crashing to the ground, knocking the breath out of my lungs. But as I opened my eyes, two pairs of vicious red eyes stared down at me while his hands pressed against my chest, pinning me in place. My heart nearly stopped beating. A vampire. For a moment, I couldn't speak. My body felt numb, like it had shut down completely. I couldn't even open my mouth to speak or cry out. I managed to turn my head to the side, avoiding his gaze, my chest rising and falling in short, shaky breaths. Then he leaned forward, his tongue licking the cut on my chin. I flinched at the feel of his tongue but I remained still, trembling beneath him. "Delicious," he murmured, inhaling deeply like he was savoring the scent of my blood. His fingers dug into my shoulder and I shivered at his icy touch. "Please…" I whimpered, barely recognizing my own voice. "I—I was lost." He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him. And he smirked coldly, the kind of smile that looked like death itself. I knew that look. He was going to drain me. I was human, after all. And vampires couldn't resist human blood. "Please," I tried again, tears now streaming down my face. "Please don't kill me." Paying no heed to my pleas, he lowered his face, his breath on my skin as he brought his fangs closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the pain but suddenly, a voice rang out. "Let her go!" The vampire above me froze and so did I but mostly because I was paralyzed with fear. After a few seconds passed, he slowly peeled himself away from me. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling like I'd just peed myself from fear. A shadow stepped closer and his voice came again. "I'll handle her." The vampire who attacked me scoffed. "We should drain her." "She's a werewolf," the other objected said. "And a student. We don't just go around draining people." "She's only two percent wolf," the vampire that attacked me argued. "I can smell her human blood." "I said, I'll handle her." The other snapped. I swallowed, staying quiet as I listened to them decide my fate. Finally, the one that attacked me huffed, turning to glance at me before vanishing into the trees. My heart was racing at that point and I stayed on the ground, too afraid to move. Just because this one saved me didn't mean he wouldn't change his mind. What if he saved me for selfish reasons? What if he drained me instead? I prayed silently to the goddess, hoping for some kind of miracle. "Get up."CLAIRE'S POV"She's such a bitch." Someone said as she walked past my table in the cafeteria, intentionally raising her voice so that I could hear.I didn't look up from my food. I didn't have to. I already knew it was one of the Faes. They had been glaring at me all day, whispering just loud enough for me to hear. Refusing to look sideways either, I focused on my tray, pushing my food around with my fork and telling myself that it didn't matter.But it did. They were pissed about the party. About what Zane did to Lorien—though I still had no idea how that even started. Lorien wouldn't talk to me either. He hadn't even looked at me during lab class. And now, he was ignoring my texts, all thanks to Zane. And speaking of Zane, he was sitting five tables away, letting Skylar hang all over him like a damn leech. Every two minutes, she was kissing him, touching him, making a show of it. And I was sitting there alone, like some kind of social disease. I felt like throwing up. Or m
CLAIRE'S POV"What does this even mean?" I muttered to myself, rereading father's text. My fingers tightened around my phone as I let out a shaky sigh, pushing my messy hair back. Finish what he started? Begin with Zane? What was he trying to tell me? I shook my head. No. Father wouldn't ask me to hurt anyone. That wasn't who he was. He had to be talking about the peace treaty. Maybe he wanted me to make peace with Zane. But is that what he started? And why did the text sound so dark? I groaned, thinking I should call him to ask for an explanation. But then I hesitated, remembering that I couldn't call him. The ongoing investigations meant all his communication was being monitored. And he had warned me that text messages would be watched too. So why send this? Was it really from him? Or was someone trying to set me up? Or worse—was this a test from the Werewolf Council? Were they watching me, waiting to see how I would react? I swallowed hard, looking around like I
CLAIRE’S POVThe voice wasn't harsh, but it wasn't gentle either. He extended a hand toward me. And after hesitating for a second, I reached for it. The moment our fingers touched, he pulled me up with ease. I stumbled slightly, but he didn't let go until I was steady. He studied me, his gaze slowly assessing me, while I kept mine firmly on the ground. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He said. His voice held a hint of amusement, and that made me look at him. The first thing I noticed was his shining blue eyes. I couldn't make out much of his features, just the confident way he stood, and his athletic silhouette. "Tha—thank you for saving me," I stammered. "You shouldn't be here," he replied simply. "It's no place for a human." I swallowed. "I'm sorry. I got lost." "You must have had shifting class." He extended his hand again. "Let me get you out of here." I didn't hesitate this time. I placed my hand in his, and he led me through the woods, guiding me out of there. His pace w
CLAIRE'S POV"There's a bet on me."The thought wouldn't leave my head as I ran through the woods, my heart pounding as I gasped for breath. Branches scratched at my arms and leaves tore at my face. My legs ached too, but I didn't stop. Who would do something like this? Betting on how much they could hurt me, how much blood they could draw, was this a joke to them? Yes, I was the daughter of a hunter, but weren't they just being like the hunters they claimed to hate? I finally stopped running, leaning against a tree, my chest rising and falling too fast. My hands were shaking and so was the rest of my body. I threw my head back, thinking about my predicament. Ever since I got here, it had been one thing after another. I couldn't even take a damn shower without worrying about Zane barging in, and now this? A bet. To hurt me. It had not even been 24 hours yet in this school.Was Skylar responsible or was it someone else? It had to be her. But was it because of Zane? Did she know ab
CLAIRE'S POV"Room 304." I exhaled, staring at my room number. It was on the highest floor, and I had dragged my suitcase all the way up. I didn't know how they assigned dorms, but when I went back to Madam Gretchen's office to get my bags, she told me I was in Raven dorm, which was apparently the best dorm according to the handbook I read. They had a public hot tub, a gym room, a theater room for movies, a library, and a snack room too. I got my key and opened the door, stepping inside to check out the room. Everything was in order; I had my own wardrobe, bed, and essentials. The only thing I had to share was a bathroom with the next room. I walked to the bathroom and tried to open the door but it was locked. I sighed, realizing I had to ask the person next door for a key since it was locked from my end. And I needed to have my bath before my night class which was Shifting and Defense class at 9 PM.I went over to the next room and knocked on the door, but I got no response.I
CLAIRE'S POVBACK TO PRESENT "Alright, everyone, we have a new student joining us today." All eyes were on me as Professor Edmund, the history and mythology professor, announced this in class. I blinked, feeling so small under everyone's gaze. They were staring at me like I was some kind of freak, some kind of monster. "Claire is a peace ambassador, and she's here to join us for good," Professor Edmund continued. "Please welcome her with a gentle clap." Silence followed. Not even a single person clapped. I bit down on my lip, trying to keep my emotions in check. I had already cried my eyes out because of Zane and his rejection few minutes ago. And I wasn't about to cry again in my first class. "Is she even a werewolf?" A girl in front asked, breaking the silence while twirling her hair. "Why should she join us?""Exactly," Someone supported. "She's a human.""And a murderer's daughter.""She should have never come here.""She's worse than an omega.""Why does she look like that?