Se connecter"But..." Elsa started, her voice barely a whisper. She pulled feebly at her arm, trying to slide out of the grip, but it was no use.
"What’s the rush? We still have an hour left, don't be a pussy." The girl with the purple hair, one of Elsa’s roommates, stepped closer, her eyes flashing as she reached out and grabbed Elsa’s other hand, pinning her in place.
Elsa felt the walls closing in. The pressure was too much, so she just went limp and nodded, her heart thumping in her throat.
"That’s my girl. Bring our little cat here some juice!" The purple-haired girl yelled. Some seconds later, someone nudged through the crowd and stretched a cup of juice at Elsa.
Before Elsa could even reach for it, the roommate snatched the glass away. She let go of Elsa’s hands and stood right in her face. "Raise your head. No one is going to punish you for just looking," she said, her tone heavy with frustration.
Elsa’s fingers went straight to her hair, fidgeting nervously. She tried to look up, but her neck felt frozen.
"I don't think she can," the other girl said with a shrug. She finally let go of Elsa and just walked off, bored.
Once she was gone, Elsa forced herself to look up. She met the purple-haired girl’s eyes for a split second, but the intensity burned, and she looked away immediately.
"Sucks to be you," the roommate muttered, clicking her tongue as she shoved the cup into Elsa's hands.
Elsa managed a weak, painful smile, gripping the cup like a lifeline. She couldn't help but think of her sister. If she had just a tiny bit of her sister's confidence, maybe being a wolfless Omega wouldn’t feel like such a nightmare.
"Come sit with me. The X boys will be here soon," the girl urged. Elsa didn't even get a chance to answer before she was being dragged away again.
Sitting among the other students, Elsa felt like an alien. She stared at the purple-haired girl’s lips, watching her talk. Everything she said came out perfect, like she had rehearsed it. What was even more fascinating was the fact that everyone stared at her intently like they couldn’t wait to hear all she had to say. Elsa wondered what it felt like to have people actually look at you like you mattered. Even the nanny who raised her never looked at her that way.
"THE X BOYS!!!" The girl sitting right next to Elsa screamed at the top of her lungs. Elsa jumped, her heart skipping a beat in pure terror.
She turned toward the distance. Four men were walking in, and even from where she stood, she could tell they weren't just normal students. They looked expensive and way out of her league. Elsa tried to get a better look, but a wave of students suddenly rushed forward, blocking her view completely.
Everyone, except Elsa, crowded around them. The screaming got so loud that Elsa’s chest started to tighten. She could feel a panic attack coming on.
"Hey, get your ass over here! It’s the X boys!" Someone shouted at her as they ran past.
Elsa saw her opening. With everyone distracted, she stood up to bolt, but her legs suddenly felt like lead. She stumbled, nearly hitting the floor.
She shook her head, pressing a hand to her forehead as the world started to spin. Her vision went blurry and her body felt weirdly light. She frowned, a cold pit forming in her stomach. Something was wrong.
Elsa tried to take a step, but the floor felt like it was miles away. She stopped, swaying as she tried to find her balance. This wasn't the normal lightheadedness she got from skipping meals, this was different. It was a strange, swirling sensation that made her skin tingle.
She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again, but the world just blurred even more. ‘Maybe I am just tired,’ she told herself.
She started stumbling toward her dorm, but with every step, her body felt... different. Looser. Warmer.
“Why is the sky so blue?” She whispered, stopping dead in her tracks to look up. A silly, sheepish smile spread across her face. Her cheeks were flushed hot, and the logical part of her brain was shutting down.
“I feel so good,” she giggled, sounding like a kid with a mouth full of candy.
“Hey, baby girl. Want to come back to our dorm?”
Three guys suddenly closed in around her. Elsa tried to stumble back, but she bumped into a solid chest and was shoved right back into the center of the circle.
“No... Father will punish me,” she purred, her voice thick and clumsy as she staggered.
“Looks like our baby girl is high,” one of them laughed, and the others joined in, their voices sounding distorted and loud in her ears.
“Hi... high? What’s that?!” Elsa’s words tripped over each other, slurring into a mess.
“We just want to have a little fun. It won't take long,” the guy behind her said. Before she could move, his hands clamped around her waist, pulling her back against him.
“No!” Elsa cried out, twisting in his grip. She tried to fight, but he was too strong, and her muscles felt like jelly.
“I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”
The voice was deep, cold, and sliced right through the noise. The guys froze, their heads snapping toward the sound.
“Who the hell is this?” One of them spat, stepping forward.
Elsa, her mind spinning in circles, squinted through her blurry vision at the shadow standing a few feet away. A gasp escaped her.
“Look! It’s Superman!” She exclaimed, pointing a shaky finger at the newcomer.
“Wait... is that Jake?” The guy holding Elsa’s waist suddenly went pale, his grip loosening as realization hit him.
The one who had stepped forward immediately scrambled back, putting his hands up. “We…we were just helping her find her way! We weren't doing anything, man,” he lied, his voice trembling.
“Let her go,” Jake ordered.
They didn't need to be told twice. They practically dropped Elsa and bolted into the darkness.
“Ugh, where are you going?” Elsa called after them, her lip trembling like a pouting puppy.
Jake walked toward her slowly, stopping just inches away. A dark smirk played on his lips. “It’s you.”
“Who are you?” Elsa asked, her eyes half-closed as she looked up at him, completely oblivious to the danger or who he actually was.
“Your new nemesis,” he replied.
For two weeks, Elsa perfected the art of being unseen. She kept her head down, her steps quiet, her presence small enough to slip through the cracks of the school without drawing attention. What unsettled her most was that her sister never brought up that night, not once. Which could only mean one thing: she didn’t know. Elsa clung to that relief, even as guilt and unease curled tight in her chest.Still, one memory refused to let her rest. Or rather, the absence of it.Blue-grey eyes.They haunted her in flashes, too vivid to be imagined, too incomplete to be real. Every time she reached for the memory, it slipped away, leaving nothing but a blur and a pounding headache. There was no way she could have met him face-to-face that night. So it had to be a dream. It had to be.“Hey! Move along!”The sharp yell snapped her out of her thoughts. Elsa jolted, quickly stepping aside as someone brushed past her. Her heart raced for a moment before she exhaled, steadying herself, and continued
"But..." Elsa started, her voice barely a whisper. She pulled feebly at her arm, trying to slide out of the grip, but it was no use."What’s the rush? We still have an hour left, don't be a pussy." The girl with the purple hair, one of Elsa’s roommates, stepped closer, her eyes flashing as she reached out and grabbed Elsa’s other hand, pinning her in place.Elsa felt the walls closing in. The pressure was too much, so she just went limp and nodded, her heart thumping in her throat."That’s my girl. Bring our little cat here some juice!" The purple-haired girl yelled. Some seconds later, someone nudged through the crowd and stretched a cup of juice at Elsa. Before Elsa could even reach for it, the roommate snatched the glass away. She let go of Elsa’s hands and stood right in her face. "Raise your head. No one is going to punish you for just looking," she said, her tone heavy with frustration.Elsa’s fingers went straight to her hair, fidgeting nervously. She tried to look up, but her
“What? No, I can’t. I have to stay inside, or I will be punished,” Elsa protested, her voice trembling. But it didn’t take much, her small frame was no match for the three girls, and they easily pulled her down from the bunk.“Don’t worry, we will be back before curfew,” the purple-haired girl assured her, but Elsa just shook her head, instinctively backing away.“Come on, don’t be a jerk. We need our squad complete if we are going to have a chance with the X boys,” one of them said, rolling her eyes.“No, you don’t understand! I can’t go out. I have to stay invisible, or Father will be disappointed,” Elsa said, her voice rising into a near-plead. The girls exchanged glances, clearly unsure what to make of her.“Fine. Family can be tough, we get it,” the pink-haired one said with a sly smile, “but we are not giving you a choice. Refuse, and I will tell everyone you brought in drugs. Do you think your father would like that?” Elsa looked up, eyes wide in terror.“Finally, she looks up!
“Mr. Leon, we are delighted to welcome you and your daughters to our academy,” said a tall black man in a sleek black suit, stretching out his hand for a handshake. Elsa lifted her gaze slightly, scanning the group of people at the front. They were all dressed in black, and she couldn’t help but wonder why the academy seemed to love black so much.“Trust me, I am even happier to be here. Thank you for accepting my daughters,” her father replied, and both men laughed, the sound echoing warmly through the hall.“This way please, we will have your daughters settled in no time,” the man said, gesturing toward the entrance. The staff accompanying the black man quickly made way.They followed him into a spacious office where several others were seated. Elsa assumed they were school officials.“This is our VC, Mr. Dondon, and this is one of the school’s sponsors, Mr. Leon,” the man introduced. Elsa watched her father step forward and shake the VC’s hand.She had always known her father was w
Being a wolfless omega in a house brimming with powerful werewolves was a constant humiliation. No matter how brilliant you were, no matter what talents you had, without a wolf, you were immediately dismissed as useless.In a lonely corner of the house, Elsa sat quietly, her gaze fixed on the maids scurrying below through the window. They moved with frantic energy, preparing for her sister’s first day at the academy. The scene should have been lively, even exciting, but to Elsa, it only mirrored the emptiness of her own room.From the ground floor, faint laughter and chatter floated upward, the joyous sounds of those congratulating her sister. Frankly, gaining admission into the Elite academy was a connection-admission thing for her step-sister and her. But her step-sister, being the cherished and loved one, always had people celebrating her over everything. A deep sigh escaped Elsa. Princess treatment wasn’t meant for her, at least not in this life. Her wolfless fate ensured that. O







