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When I opened my eyes, chaos erupted around me. The fierce struggle between the white wolf and the black wolf—the one that had attacked me—was my only hope. This was my chance to escape, I thought desperately, but the sharp pain on my stomach makes it difficult for me to crawled, i was beaten by the wolf, i could not cry out deep down I was so scared.

I crawled, my body stiffening with every movement, the loss of blood making each inch feel like an eternity.

“Am I going to survive this?” I cried silently, clutching my bleeding stomach as I inched toward the school building’s entrance. The pain was unbearable, a relentless reminder of my dire situation.

“Ahhhhh!” I screamed, the sound echoing in the empty halls as I crawled toward the entrance of the female dormitory. But as I reached the gate, my heart sank; it was locked tight. Panic surged through me. “Somebody help me!” I shouted, banging on the door, but no one answered. I looked down at my stomach, the pain intensifying. I was losing too much blood.

Desperately, I rummaged through my school bag, pulling out my phone. I needed help—someone who could save me. “I’m too young to die,” I whispered, staring at the screen. The only person I could think of was Lisa Maxwell. 

I dialed her number, but her phone was switched off. Tears blurred my vision as I realized I might not have much time left. My eyelids grew heavier, threatening to close for good, when suddenly, two familiar figures appeared: Ethan and Arden, the two hottest boys in school.

“Help me, Ethan!” I begged, clutching my stomach tightly. I felt my consciousness slipping away, but just before everything faded, Arden Krayon scooped me up and rushed me to the clinic.

With every heartbeat, my breath grew shallower. I could barely tell if I was still alive or if I had already crossed over. 

“She’s not breathing, Ethan! I think she’s—she’s dead!” Arden’s voice was frantic as he laid me on the clinic bed.

“I told you not to hit her!” Ethan’s anger was palpable. “She can’t even survive a slap, let alone a wolf bite! Look where your reckless behavior has gotten us!” He stepped toward Arden, who recoiled in fear.

“Ethan, I was trying to help! I didn’t think she’d—”

“Didn’t think she’d die? You think I don’t know you love her? I’ve seen it in your eyes!” Ethan growled, his voice low and dangerous.

Arden and Ethan were wolves, and I had been attacked by Arden. The realization hit me like a jolt of electricity. I looked down at my stomach, now matted with fur.

I was transforming, and I was terrified.

“I don’t want to be a wolf,” I murmured, watching in horror as my hands began to shift, claws sprouting where my fingers used to be. I couldn’t hold back the scream that erupted from my lips. 

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” I yelled, the clinic shaking violently around me.

“What’s happening to her?” Arden stammered, struggling to maintain his composure as objects rattled and fell from the shelves.

“Make her stop!” he shouted in desperation.

“She’s a fox,” Ethan said, inching closer to me, but I was in the throes of transformation, my body wracked with pain as I began to shift into a wolf.

As Ethan reached me, I instinctively lashed out, sending him crashing into a medicine rack with a flick of my finger.

“Ouch!” he groaned, getting back up. Arden rushed to his side, concern etched on his face.

They began communicating telepathically, their expressions serious and intent. Before I knew it, they transformed into their wolf forms, ready to confront me. But I was no longer the weak girl they had bullied; I was something far more powerful.

I sat up, tears streaming down my face, and locked eyes with Ethan. In that moment, he softened, sensing my pain. 

“Olivia, it’s okay. You don’t have to cry. We’re not going to hurt you,” he said gently, nudging Arden to revert to his human form.

Ethan and Arden approached me slowly, their expressions a mix of concern and caution. Ethan placed his hands on my shoulders, and I felt an overwhelming surge of strength. 

“Fuck, a fox,” Ethan muttered, and in a fit of unexpected power, I grabbed both of them by the necks and hurled them against the nearest wall.

I didn’t understand how I had gained such strength; it felt as if I had swallowed a power box. “Why am I fighting them?” I questioned myself, trying to regain control, but it was futile.

I advanced toward Ethan and tightened my grip around his neck. Just then, I heard a commotion from outside the clinic.

“I think the noise is coming from inside the clinic!” one of the guards shouted, and I turned toward the door, still holding Ethan.

“I wish I could just disappear into my room,” I muttered. In an instant, I felt myself being transported, and when the world came back into focus, I found myself in my dorm room—still gripping Ethan’s neck.

But now, in a cruel twist of fate, I was completely naked. 

“Can you let go of me now, Miss Wolf-Fox?” Ethan choked out, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and something else I couldn’t quite place.

As I looked at him, embarrassment washed over me. I was standing in front of one of the hottest guys in school, completely exposed.

“You have… you have…” he stammered, his gaze roaming over me. “You have a sexy curve.”

“Can you just be quiet? I’m trying to think about what just happened…” I started, my heart racing for more than one reason. “Come on, get in the closet!” I instructed, opening my wardrobe for him to enter.

Just as he stepped inside, the door burst open forcefully.