Unmasking desires [B×B×B]

The New Student

Noah’s POV

“Did you see the video?"

"Is it true? Tobias and Marcie… they…"

"Don’t let Noah hear…"

Immediately, I stepped into bluecreek High, and the whispering and gossip going around stopped like someone had pressed pause.

The students parted like the sea as I made my way forward, my claws digging into my fist, enough to draw blood.

Weary eyes locked on me, beside me was Sylva, my always loyal beta, like a stronghold pillar I would always rely on. As we made our way inside, weary eyes tracked our movement, no one speaking a dime of what happened.

They knew who I was. What I was.

Their future Alpha, First Son of Darien Silvan, the alpha that rules the strongest pack in bluecreek Town.

Untouchable, my undisputed authority Unmatched.

But today, I wasn’t calm.

My wolf was on edge, begging to be let out, My fists were balled tight enough to snap bone. And I heard it before I saw them.

The stinging laughter that broke through the now silent hallway, that one person I have been looking for. My rival.

My nostrils flared,

I saw him.

Tobias, Leaning against the locker like he owned the damn fucking school instead of me. I suddenly felt the urge to smash his head against the lockers.

His packs of dogs flanked him, like a protective shield, my eyes darted to the picture in his hands.

The damn picture that has been in the air since this morning. Her lips parted, pinned under Tobias.

My supposed girlfriend.

A growl clawed its way up my throat.

"Morning, Silvan," he said, tossing the damn picture at my feet.

I didn’t need to look. I’d already seen it.

His smirk widened. "Didn’t realize Marcie liked it rough. You should thank me. She looked really satisfied. Right honey?”

I saw blood.

The betrayal and traitor slipped past their backs like a sneaky bitch she is, a smile hung on her face as she purred in Tobias hands.

My claws were already slipping through my skin, my wolf clawed it way up, almost breaking through the surface. "You goddamn bitch" I growled. "I’m going to break your jaw…"

BRRIIIIINNNGGG!

The bell rang signaling the start of the day.

Tobias winked and brushed past me. “See you in class, Alpha.”

My jaw clenched. Sylva said nothing, but his hand briefly held my shoulder. A soothing touch that reminded me of control and restraint.

“He is not worth your time Noah, even less Marcie, don't let them destroy the weeks of perfect control we have been practicing.”

I growled, barely holding my rage but I listened to him, getting ready for the first class of the day.

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The Classroom buzzed with noise and whispered. I barely registered the stares or the concealed laughter in Tobias gang tension hung in the air.

Mrs Jovita walked in, her heels clicking hard on the tiles, but I didn’t pay her attention,

"We have a new student today. From the North."

Instant silence descended, followed by murmurs.

The North? Nobody transferred from the North. Especially not during these times of war and tension among our kind and the cold Ones. Our mortal enemies , the Vampires.

That managed to catch my attention, my wolf stirred again, alert.

Then I saw him.

The hottest and most beautiful person I have ever seen, entered the room. Silver-white hair that shimmered beneath the dull classroom lights. Pale violet eyes. Skin as smooth as anything I can think of. He moved like something out of a dream, or a nightmare. Elegant, effortless, and filled with charisma.

dangerous!!, the alarm rang in my head.

"Lets welcome Liam Virell," the teacher announced. But the class hardly responded. Everybody stared no rather gnawed at the newcomer who came to stand beside the teacher, a knowing smirk not leaving his lips.

I felt the familiar feeling clawing itself to break free. I didn’t know why but my wolf became even more agitated when my eyes met with the new human student.

Yes he was a human. The few courageous humans that dared to come Into bluecreek school, despite knowing that it's ruled by the werewolf.

But as I stared at him, something was not right. Like an instinct that has been buried deep in my bones, I didn't know if it was for the fact that the ignorant human didn't know his place.

He didn’t look down, like everybody else would do when met with my gaze.

But noo,

He looked at me. Meeting my eyes without fear,

And my wolf snapped.

There was something wrong with him. Something hidden.

My instincts screamed, enemy.

But something deeper whispered, something I couldn't place my hands on…

I hated him immediately.

But before I could react, a hand sneaked it way on my thigh, grounding me in place before I attacked the poor human, who wouldn't stop smiling.

“Go and take a seat beside Noah…”

My ears perked up.

And before I knew it, a loud growl tore through my throat, plunging the entire room into silence.

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Liam pov

I was not looking forward to the first day of school, because I didn't like the smell of high school.

Trouble.

And where else can it be, if not a place filled with wide dogs that have mutt brains as a functional brain.

I sighed for the hundred times since today, collecting my schedule from the headmistress, who for a reason i didn’t know, has a close relationship with my aunt. And to make it worse, my aunt has personally handed me over.

“Get ready Liam, this is Mrs Jovita, your economics teacher. She will introduce you to your class.”

I cringed, but I didn’t let it show, nor did I let my disgust show on my face.

I rehearsed the warning on my head like a mantra. “Apply the scent lotion, keep a quiet profile , and don't let the disgust show in your face.”

I ran through it for the hundred times, as I trailed behind the strict looking woman called jovita to my assigned class.

The smell assaulted me before I could react, I felt a strong headache , for a moment I choked on the stench of soaked fur that came from the classroom.

I heard the teacher announcing my entry, bracing myself. I entered, while keeping a poker face to mask my deep disgust that stemmed from years and years of bloodbath and war between my kind and them.

“Meet Liam Virell, a transfer student” she announced my name.

I tried as much as possible to remain steady and composed, letting my charisma slip in as a defense mechanism, not knowing that it was a very bad idea.

Murmurs of surprise, and whistling came from different directions of the room, but that was hardly my concern.

I felt a strong and piercing gaze from the back of the class. It almost pierced my soul. For a moment I faltered, a deep sense of reverence and fear came over me.

“An Alpha” the word rang in my head, bringing in it hatred I had thought I buried deep in my mind.

The Alpha like they term themselves are the leaders of the werewolves. Prideful and arrogant beings, and this one was no exception.

His gaze was filled with dominance, and a silent challenge. To submit, to go under him, but that was the last thing I would ever do.

To submit to a stupid Alpha.

Even though I was to remain undercover. I remembered one of the numerous warnings of my anti. “stay away from the alphas and Betas.”

But something inside of me, the stubborn part of me wouldn't submit no matter what.

I was no push over.

“Liam go and take a seat” the teacher's voice came beside me, and as if I hadn't committed an abomination already, I went straight to the empty beside ranting dog.

But I was forced to a stop, when a heavy growl tore out from his throat.

It traveled through me like electricity, and the mere shockwave caused me to lose my footing, but I caught myself at the last minute.

“You shouldn't sit here.” His voice came like thunder, booming in my sensitive ears.

“This is the only seat available, …” I trailed off in anger. The word “mute” hangs in the air.

“Noah, be kind to Liam, it's his first day.” The Stern voice of the teacher broke through the tension.

I smiled at the raging hot Alpha beside me, who looked like he would jump at me anytime from now.

I opened my book, pretending to listen to the teacher, while casting a weary glance at the raging dog beside me who wouldn't stop glaring at me.

I didn’t know why, but I had a feeling that I had just drawn an invisible line on my first day of school.

And if care is not taken, I might have as well dug my early grave.