บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By Two Rivals : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Owen's POVI stared blankly at the principal, who was starting to get pissed off because I wouldn't utter a word. However, she couldn't complain, or she risked losing her job or worse, losing all the donations. My father owned this school and the entire pack, so she had to do everything possible to please me. My mind drifted from her to a certain auburn-haired girl."I'm so sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Dawson. It was just the normal protocol so that other students don't start to act out," she said anxiously. I could see beads of sweat on her forehead."Can I leave now?" I asked nonchalantly."Leave? Of course, you can. It's not like you are being punished or anything," she said, laughing loudly. I stared at her without even a smile. When she saw my expression, her smile faltered abruptly. She cleared her throat awkwardly. I picked up my bag and stood up."I apologize once again for the trouble. My regards to your father," she called out after me as I walked towards the door. I sto

Audrey's POVAs I strolled down the hallway, a girl complimented me, saying, "Audrey, you look absolutely gorgeous today! What's your skincare routine? Your skin is flawless.""Thank you for the compliment, but even if you sold your father's low-budget company, you still wouldn't be able to afford my routine," I replied with a sweet smile.Another girl inquired about my heels, uniform, bag, and hair accessories, remarking on how pretty they were. She wanted to know where I got them."These are limited editions, a gift from my father. You won't find them anywhere; only fakes," I responded, the sound of my blue heels echoing on the tiled floor. Flipping my long blonde hair over my shoulder, I struck a pose against my locker and took a picture. I immediately posted it on all my social media pages, and the likes and comments started pouring in. It was only lunch break, and I had just arrived at school. It wasn't my fault, though. I was simply deciding which brand of my uniform to wear."C

Genevieve's POVThroughout the rest of the day, I ignored everyone else. Despite people trying to talk to me and befriend me, I chose to ignore them all. I knew their intentions were solely based on the news circulating around the school. Apparently, Nolan and Owen were highly regarded here, and everyone wanted to be on their good side. Even if some of them had different reasons for wanting to be friends, I had no interest in any of them.Some called me rude, prideful, and arrogant, but I didn't care. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. My stance remained firm—I didn't want any friends. I had learned the hard way that they were all trouble. I glanced at the sea of students passing by in the hallway. They might appear innocent and naive, but I couldn't trust a single one of them."Miss Gonzales, report to the principal's office immediately," a voice boomed from the speakers above. Hushed whispers spread across the hallway. I wondered why the principal was summoning me on my firs

Nolan's POVI stared at my shirt in shock. I was covered in broth and some other dishes that I wasn't sure of. My uniform was a mess. I raised my arm to perceive the odor."It stinks," I muttered, scrunching my nose up in disgust. "Boss!" the two students beside me cried out. One quickly brought out a wipe and began to furiously wipe my shirt. But, the stain only got worse. I pushed him away angrily. The other students in the cafeteria were beginning to whisper while some were recording our interaction. I stood up and pushed the table away angrily. It made a clattering noise. Students screamed while some ran out. "Do you realize what you've just done?" I asked angrily, turning towards Genevieve. Immediately my gaze met with hers, my anger evaporated instantly. I felt calm and at ease. Was I seriously starting to lose my mind? If it were any other person that dared to make this mistake, she would have been kicked out of this school by me. But, Genevieve was different. I feel my anger

Owen's POVThe paintbrush I was painting with stilled on the canvas smudging the lines a little bit."Thinking about the new girl?" Ulric, my wolf teased."Don't be silly. Why would I think about her?" I retorted as I continued painting."You seem to have forgotten that I'm in your head. I can hear your every thought. She's quite pretty, isn't she? Which was why you vehemently insisted on dropping her off at her home," he said."Have you gone crazy?" I inquired."If I'm crazy that would also mean you are crazy too. Admit it, you like her. She might be our mate after all," Ulric replied."I don't like her. I was just trying to pay her back for making her miss her ride. I don't like owing people and you know it," I responded."Deny it however you want but the canvas is enough to prove what I'm saying," he insisted. I sighed when I saw the smudge on my canvas. Whenever I started painting, I would never make any mistakes but I made a mistake today because of Audrey."This is probably beca