Chapter 1

"Alright, kiddos, this is the end of my session with you guys".

Looking up at my English teacher, Mr Clark, I was overwhelmed. I was glad that the class has finally come to an end and my escape is near, I don't have to see my tormentors again today.

I was also sad because the pack house is barely a place I can escape to. But something is better than nothing, or probably worse, ha-ha-ha.

I packed my books quickly and dashed out of the classroom, not caring about the faces looking at me. While I was busy running, someone stretched her leg across, and not having enough reflexes, I stumbled over, falling face flat on the cold, hard floor.

Maybe the old wound reopened in the process. "Ouchhh!" I groaned in pain from the intensity of the fall. That annoying, tiny voice came from above my head.

"Awwn, look who fell!" Claire giggled. "Puppy, you should see how you look right now.” “You look so pathetic and miserable." "Do you need help to stand up?” Lois chipped in like a concerned sister, but only I know better.

"N-no, t-thanks". I struggled due to the intense pain I was feeling. I stood up gently, careful not to wince in pain. My face was met with a slap that echoed throughout the classroom.

Paaa! 

My face was turned to the side from the sheer force, and it stung badly. Everyone made a mouthful of o-o-h-h-s, but no one dared to speak up; after all, it was Bianca and her followers, the most popular chics in Beverly High School.

Trying not to cry, I looked up to see Bianca, whom I didn't notice had been standing there for a while.

I sighed. So much for wanting to escape. "What a great escape," I thought to myself in pain.

"How dare you try to ruin my dress?” She shrieked in her high pitched voice. Now I'm confused. Did I ever try to do that?

But I know better than to speak out. So, I mentally rolled my eyes at the wannabe queen. "I'm sorry," I apologized.

"Oh, you will be sorry by the time I'm done with you." With her lips curled up, I knew what was coming for me.

"Aiden is here," someone from the class shouted. And like that, all the attention was shifted to the Greek god, who had just packed his car.

His tall, athletic body, strong jaw, sharp, straight nose, eyebrows so thick, and eyelashes too long for a guy that will make you jealous, graced his gorgeous, smooth face.

He simply is an Adonis Greek god. The gods were specifically so patient in carving Aiden. Too bad he's my tormentor and worst nightmare, someone I hate the most. Aiden Steve, the soon to be alpha of our pack, Crescent Moon Pack.

He stepped out of his sports car, in swag, and the girls went, running to where he is, trying to get his attention, including the wannabes. Well technically, Bianca Is his supposed girlfriend, which, in my opinion, is great.

They look so good together, and they behave alive anyways. Two hot kids.

Mentally thanking him, I packed my books that were scattered everywhere and ran out of the class.

Thankfully, there was no huddle till I got to my locker. I carefully, trying to make no sound, placed my books inside the locker. I looked at the reopened wound on my tummy. It looks worse than I felt, maybe it was because I had gotten used to the pain.

Finally, I was glad that I was done with this shitty school for today, I was about to turn and head out when I got shoved against the locker.

For the umpteenth time, can someone just try not to torture me again? I cried in my head. I felt hazy, trying to regain balance.

Now I really cried out in pain, "ughhhh!" My whole body felt as if it were on fire. "Miss me puppy?" His masculine scent engulfed me. That scent, I know it so well. His cologne, always got me wobbly, more than I like to admit.

"Aiden?" I thought aloud. "Wasn't he supposed to be stopped by Bianca and her followers?” “Why is he here?” Just when I thought I was finally done.

So much for being happy. It seems I wasn't going to get my happily ever after today after all. I winced again when he shoved me against the locker, the second time.

"AIDEN"!!! I shouted. 

"Woaw, easy there tigress, thought you lost your fucking tongue", he spat.

"And where are you going without saying goodbye to daddy, uhn"? He came pretty close to my face that if he had moved an inch more, our lips would have definitely touched.

"Let me go,” I cried. "

"Now, that isn't the best choice of word, and that isn't the answer to my fucking question!!” He roared. I could have sworn I saw his iris change from ocean blue to honey gold.

Guess who landed herself in a new, steamy trouble, me-e-e-e. I laughed at myself in a self depreciating way. Guess I'm not even allowed to leave peacefully again. How great my life is!

"Have you lost your damn tongue, Anna?" He asked, seemingly enjoying the way I cowered in front of him. He loves seeing me shake and be afraid.

"What a sadist," I thought.

"I was about to go home, since I was done for today," I finally answered him.

"Without saying goodbye now, uhn? You know that's bad courtesy." He said, with a smirk on his face, something I so badly wish to wipe off. I so badly wish to punch him in the face, if wishes were horses.

"Let's say today's your lucky day, I'm so happy to see you, and I know you are too, right? He asked, smiling.

"Fucking hell no"! I wanted to scream at his face, but I suppressed it. I held it in. What difference would it make? I will only prolong my suffering. 

"Of course, Aiden, I am," I drawled.

"Now, that's a good girl," he smiled sardonically while I held my breath.

"See you later, puppy." 

With that, he left.

Sigh! I let out the breath I'd been holding shakily. Aiden never does that, lol. I don't know what to think. Is this like a bait? Some sort of trap? He never leaves without doing something insane.

Either way, I was glad he left me alone at least, even if it was for a short moment.