Are all Lycans this confusing

I couldn’t believe I left him standing there. A Lycan. An actual Lycan standing in the hallway after I walked up to him asking if we could talk… only for me to panic and run away before forming a complete sentence. Honestly, at this point embarrassment was becoming a personality trait.

I had been lying on my bed for over an hour replaying every horrible second in my head. Every stammer. Every awkward pause. Every second his silver eyes stayed on me while my brain completely shut down like an overheated computer. Wonderful. Add that to the growing list of tragic accomplishments in my life.

Rejected by mate? Check. Public humiliation? Check. Getting beaten up in a restroom? Check. Running away from a ridiculously attractive Lycan because he looked at me too intensely? Absolutely check. Nyx was enjoying my suffering far too much. You practically squeaked and fled. “Please shut up.” You said ‘never mind’ and escaped like prey. “I’m aware.”

Eventually I groaned into my pillow dramatically before forcing myself upright. Thinking about Caspian too much was becoming genuinely unhealthy. I needed air. Movement. Something. So I changed clothes quickly and headed downstairs where my mother was folding laundry in the living room. “Where are you going?” she asked immediately. “Run,” I answered simply while tying my hair up. Her eyes softened slightly. “Don’t stay out too late.”

I nodded once before slipping out the door. The forest behind the pack lands had always been the only place where my mind felt quiet. The cold air helped clear my thoughts while Nyx stretched happily beneath my skin during the run. For a little while, I almost forgot everything. Bane. Pia. Caspian. The rejection. The bruises. Everything.

Next day at school. By lunchtime I had developed a very specific survival strategy: Avoid everyone. Avoid Bane. Avoid Pia. And most importantly—avoid the Lycans. Especially Caspian. Unfortunately that turned out to be harder than expected because everywhere I looked, it somehow felt like silver eyes were waiting for me around corners.

“You’re acting weird,” Aurelia said while walking beside me near the lockers. “I’m not.” “You just checked behind you four times in ten seconds.” “I’m observant.” “You’re paranoid.” I forced a laugh, but honestly my eyes were still scanning the hallway nervously. Every tall figure made my heartbeat spike for absolutely no reason. Okay. Maybe some reason.

Aurelia stopped walking suddenly. “Livana, I swear it feels like I’ve been talking to myself for the last ten minutes.” “Hm?” “Oh my God,” she groaned. “You weren’t listening at all!” “I was listening.” “You absolutely were not.” Before she could keep complaining, I spotted familiar brown hair at the far end of the hallway beside Julian and immediately panicked. “Nope.” Then I turned and walked away so fast it nearly became a sprint. “Livana!” Aurelia shouted behind me.

I ignored her completely. A few minutes later I hid near the science hallway breathing dramatically like I had just escaped near death. “Lucky escape,” I whispered to myself. Nyx snorted. You’re hiding from a man because he’s attractive. “He’s not just attractive. He’s aggressively attractive.”

And apparently impossible to avoid. Because rumors were already spreading through school that the Lycans kept watching me. I tried not to think about it while sitting alone at the very back of the library during lunch. Hidden corner. Quiet space. Safe. Perfect. At least until I heard two girls whispering excitedly nearby. “I swear the silver-eyed one keeps looking at her.” “No seriously, I noticed too.” “Do you think they know each other?”

I immediately lowered further behind my book. Maybe they were talking about me. Maybe not. But honestly? I wasn’t willing to take the chance. The second lunch ended, I escaped the library immediately. And unfortunately my luck finally ran out. Because while rushing down the hallway, I slammed directly into something hard enough to stop me completely. A wall. Except walls didn’t smell like cedarwood and rain.

Slowly, I looked up. Very. Very up. Caspian stared down at me calmly. Silver eyes glowing faintly beneath the hallway lights. Oh no. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked quietly. My brain instantly stopped functioning again. It should genuinely concern me how attractive this man was.

Up close he looked even worse somehow. Dark shirt stretched across broad shoulders. Tanned skin. Sharp jawline. Veins visible beneath strong forearms. And honestly? The fact that I could clearly see the outline of his abs through his shirt felt deeply unnecessary. “Sunshine?” Oh God. I forgot he asked a question. “Huh?”

One corner of his mouth lifted slightly. “Have you been avoiding me?” “No.” I lied. “It’s rude,” he continued smoothly, “to say you wanted to speak to someone one minute and then disappear the next.” His silver-grey eyes burned straight through me while amusement flickered beneath his calm voice.

Every single time I saw him, my thoughts scattered. Like my brain physically refused to function around him. "Nothing to say for yourself?” he asked. Ugh. Get a hold of yourself, you absolute sucker, I screamed internally. “I.....nothing,” I stammered quickly. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to bother you.” Smooth. Very smooth. Then I turned slightly, fully prepared to escape again.

But before I could take two steps. he was suddenly standing in front of me. I froze. Lycans were terrifyingly fast. “Oh no you don’t,” he said softly. Nyx practically purred. Traitor. Caspian kept staring at me intensely, silver eyes focused so directly on me that it became hard to breathe normally. “Can you… not look at me like that?” I blurted.

For the first time, he actually looked confused. “…Like what?” “Never mind.” I immediately took a small step backward. His eyes narrowed slightly. “What are you doing?” “Nothing.” The suspicious look on his face somehow made him even hotter, which honestly felt unfair. Then he took another step closer. “What are you doing?” I asked quickly. “Moving closer,” he answered simply. “So we can talk.”

I stared at him. “You know conversations don’t require intimidation, right?” A faint laugh almost escaped him. “You looked ready to run again.” Okay. Fair enough. “I just…” I hesitated awkwardly. “Thought maybe we could be friends.” Silence. Actual silence. Caspian looked genuinely stunned for a second. Then strangely amused. “You want to be friends with me?”

The way he said it made me immediately regret every life choice leading to this moment. Internally I was already screaming. Of course a Lycan prince wouldn’t want random omega friends. Idiot. “You and I can’t be friends, sunshine,” he said quietly. That hurt a little more than I expected. And suddenly I became painfully aware of everything again. The rejection. Being an omega. Bane choosing Pia. Maybe powerful people simply never looked at girls like me properly.

Caspian’s gaze suddenly lowered slightly. “…Don’t you think that skirt is too short to walk around school in?” I blinked in confusion. What? Before I could answer, he casually reached toward me. I froze instantly. Then he took my phone directly from my pocket. “Wait.....” Too late. His fingers moved quickly across the screen before his own phone suddenly rang somewhere in his pocket.

He cancelled the call immediately before handing my phone back calmly. “There,” he said. I stared at him. “What did you just do?” “Now you have my number, sunshine.” Excuse me? Then before I could recover properly, he glanced toward the hallway clock. “You’re late for biology.”

I stood there completely stunned while he walked away like he hadn’t just destroyed my ability to think for the rest of the week. What. Just. Happened? I looked down at my phone. One new contact. Caspian. No last name. No explanation. Just Caspian. I stared after him in complete confusion. “Are all Lycans this confusing?” I whispered. Because five minutes ago apparently we couldn’t be friends. But now I had his number.