Trapped by Four Alphas

"The world has experienced many shifts. Plastic surgery is no longer something interesting. Furthermore, humans have gone crazy with DNA altering operations in their bodies.""Currently, the world is dominated by the werewolf race who lead life. They are strong, intelligent, and have a long life.""It all started from a long war between humans and werewolves. Technological developments also prompted the pure human race to consciously change themselves to become werewolves. Everything is done only to gain all power and eternal life.""For the pure human race which lost the battle, they retained their original form. The pure human race has to survive in very few poor and marginalized places. If they wish to survive, then this pure human race must be willing to live the life of the slaves of those werewolves."Jonea scanned the v-tube channel to a different medium. A narrator's voice in a business video echoes in Jonea's small and simple room. The narrator conveys the profiles and achiev

"Sorry, we didn't mean anything bad.""Who are you?" Jonea shouted, pushing the door hard to keep the scary man away."We are only representatives of the Abraham Foundation. It may be too late to arrive, but it is urgent."When she heard the name Abraham Foundation, Jonea's hand suddenly relaxed. She hated them all but, at the same time, was curious about the purpose of their arrival this time.The man who stretched out his leg to hold the door immediately straightened up. He smoothed back his wrinkled suit. He reached out to one of his colleagues and received a parcel to be handed over to Jonea."We only came to represent the Director to thank you for your efforts to prevent chaos at school. The Director also thanks you for saving our school's reputation and future. Thus, she entrusted this small gift."Jonea was surprised. She only glanced at the parcel given by the man."Present? Reputation? Is that all you guys think about? What have you guys done for Miller—I mean to protect my r

Hunter Abraham stood right in front of Jonea with his tall body. Jonea estimates that the young man's height is around 185 cm. He had to look up because Jonea's height was only 170. He was tall enough for a girl but looked short for a man. 'Hunter, what does he want from me?' Jonea wondered. 'Is he surprised to see Miller back at school doing well?' Jonea silently clenched her fists. 'I shouldn't be intimidated by this delinquent student. Maybe it was Hunter, the other members of B4, or maybe they were all the perpetrators of Miller's bullying. Until I actually find evidence and witnesses, I will hold back.' The students gathered there stared at Jonea only because Hunter stood before the girl. 'Miller!' Jonea screamed in her heart. 'They think I'm Miller! There is no way they would suspect me of being a fake Miller.' "You have three seconds!" said Hunter coldly. Those words were not aimed at Jonea but at the students standing beside Jonea. Hunter immediately turned to the male s

"Ah, sorry. I shouldn't bother you. I've been too presumptuous to talk to you. Even though I know you don't like people who talk a lot. I go first!" The male student suddenly stood up, cleaned up his lunch, and left Jonea alone. "Hey!" shouted Jonea. "Wait, what's your name?" The student didn't listen. Lunchtime is over. Jonea rushed back to her class. However, when she reached the hallway leading to the classroom, she noticed that there was a crowd there. Hunter just returned from the gym with members of B4. His clothes were wet with sweat. He strolled while joking with Ed. Behind him were Aland and Elmar, who were also talking. A student suddenly blocked Hunter's steps. "Hunter," said the girl with a shy face. The other students who happened to be there immediately realized something interesting would happen. They all immediately gathered around the Hunter and the girl. With a tired face and partly wet hair, Hunter responded lazily to the girl. "What do you want?" Suddenly

Early in the morning, Jonea came out of her dorm room. At the door, she was already greeted by many students. They all stared at Jonea coldly. 'What's wrong?' Jonea thought. The girl shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. Jonea turned around and was about to close the door. However, Jonea's eyes widened when something was scrawled on the dorm room door. The red spray paint was written in big letters on her bedroom door. "B4!" Jonea hissed while holding the door handle very firmly. "That's the symbol!" shouted a student. "The symbol this time is for a student from the second year—Miller Fallon." "Students of Dorm 3 got the red symbol from B4!" shouted another. Jonea turned her head to look at the students clustered behind her. They all suddenly ran away while shouting that Jonea had just gotten a red symbol in front of her dormitory door. "What the heck are they? How childish." Jonea was annoyed and punched the door repeatedly until it vibrated. She had woken up late and now had