Human Wolf (The Luna) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Are you ready yet? Your dad will drop you off on his way to work." Millie called out for her daughter. "Almost out!" Sophia looked at herself in the mirror one more time as she tried to control her body. She felt nervous, the thought of starting at a new school in her senior year frightened her. Having just moved here because of her father's work, Sophia knew she had no choice, her parents were busy trying to make sure she had the best of everything. "I can do this." She cheered herself as she left the room. 'If only words of encouragement worked magic.' She sighed in her heart as she went outside her room. Their home was quite big. It was a three bedroom bungalow, beautiful and cozy. She especially loved how spacious her room was and the attached closet she got. Sophia was grateful for her father's promotion as that brought in more money to get family, and although she wouldn't be missing her previous home as she had no friends. But the idea of having to be the center of atte

"I don't know." Alexios shrugged. He didn't ask his father for a picture of her. As far as he knows, she should be the only new student joining them. "Bye!" Ophelia waved at the boys as she hopped out of the car before running towards her friends. "Coffee?" Alexios asked. They were not one to go to school early so they decided to spend some time at a coffee shop. The only reason why Alexios wakes up early is to bring Ophelia who cannot wait to be with her friends to school. "We should get going." Wyatt told them looking at his wristwatch. They all nodded agreeing with him. Exiting the coffee shop, they drove back to school, the closer they got to their class for the morning, the more agitated Alexios got. "Are you good man?" His friends surrounded him, their eyes scanning him with concern. "Erskine is acting up." Alexios told them as he turned around and ran toward the back of the school. The friends were right behind him as they all shred their uniforms as soon as they wer

ALEXIOS POV "Hello, I am Sophia Adalee James. I am your new classmate." 'Sophia Adalee. My mates's name is Sophia Adalee.' "How old are you?" Wyatt's hands instantly fell on my knee as I forced myself to not growl. How dare a male ask my mate such a question in a flirty tone?! "You can't. You will scare her." I heard his voice in my head. Indeed, she is human. Fuck!!! "I clocked seventeen on February 16th." Sophia answered. "She is older than you are." Hearing Owen's amused voice in my head had me scowling while the other two smiled. "We are of the same age!" I defended. "Yes you both are, except your birthday is not until May. Doesn't this mean she is three months older than you are?" Owen gasped while I felt like punching him. "Three months and some days. His birthday is not May 16th but May 25th." Caius added, his tone even more annoying than Owen's. Wyatt looked like he was enjoying a show. "You all should find your way home!" I huffed. Sophia looked relieved as she

"Hi, I was just thinking of going to find you." Owen had waved at Sophia as soon as she went into the class. She had to walk toward where they were all seated. "Sorry, I had something to do." She blinked noticing the position of the seat kept for her. She was meant to sit in between Owen and the guy whom she has been unable to rid herself of thinking about. "Where are my manners? Sophia, meet Wyatt, Caius, and Alexios." Wyatt is the blonde curled haired guy who had asked me a question. Caius is the brown haired one, and Alexios. 'Even his name sound so good.' "Guys Sophia." Owen smiled showing his cute dimples. A feature of him that I found myself admiring. I just wished he kept on smiling. "Nice you meet you Sophia." Wyatt and Caius spoke smiling at me. "It is my great pleasure to meet you Sophia." The way his eyes stayed on mine, his tone, everything about him made me feel like there was something else, another meaning in his words. I stared back at him, his green eyes pullin

Sophia's POV "Dad, can I request to have my classes changed?" The last two days have been torture. Having to attend the same classes as him all year is not something I am looking forward to. "You want to do that? Why?" Dad asked as a small frown came on his face. "I just don't like the class arrangements." If I continued to attend class with them then I might as well fail the year. Not only can I not concentrate in class, I hate how my body gets goosebumps whenever he entered the room. The obvious whispers of our classmates too, for someone who hates being in the spotlight, I get stared at too much. "Was your mom's worries true? Are you being bullied in class?" Dad asked turning to me and giving me his full attention. I knew asking this would have them acting dramatic. "No I am not being bullied. My class arrangement just makes concentrating hard. I have days where I have Mathematics just immediately after physics, then I have gym next. My head might as well burst one of these