Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moonchild; The Rise Of the Lycans: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Nivia POV. A day later. Today was Monday and classes had resumed. The mating festival took place on Saturday, which was a weekend, and the next day, being Sunday, passed by in total silence. However, Monday being today was the start of a new week for us students, and everywhere was rowdy with the school activities. Everyone was focused on their daily routine, attending classes, taking notes, and participating in their vocational courses, be it sports, drama club, music, gardening, dance, or art. Surprisingly, many people had moved on from the festival outcome and resumed their daily lives. Except, of course, for my best friend, Matty, who had been giving me the silent treatment today. And Justin, who couldn't take his eyes off me. Matty's desk was adjacent to mine, and we were in the middle row. His seat was close to the window, and he spent the entire class period looking at the teacher or staring out the window. Whereas Justin, on the other hand, sat at the back of the clas

Nivia POV. "Can you go to the dining hall alone? I'll put my books together and come to meet you," I told Mateo. Coming out of his emotional state, he gave me a curt nod. Turning around, I walked back to class. In my hands, I still held the tube Justin had just gifted me. With each step I took, my mind filled with a new determination. I would not let Justin come between me and my friend. I valued our friendship and would rather deny myself my carnal desires than jeopardize the only good thing I had going for me in my life. I had just walked back into class when I saw some of the students present, laughing hilariously and pointing at something on the chalkboard. Disoriented, I looked around for Justin till I finally saw him lounging on his seat with Kyle and four other boys. They were gathered together at the back, eating expensive snacks and gisting instead of going to the dining hall for lunch. Hmmm. Rich kids, always wanting to stand out for no reason. Lunch w

Nivia POV. I made no move to hand my keys over. She grew impatient and began to search me. Claire patted me down, front and back. Dipping her hands into every pocket and every fold of my hoodie and joggers. Finally, she felt the keys in the back pocket of my joggers. Zipping it open, she pulled out my keys. "So this is where you hid it?" I stood rooted to the spot and watched her open my locker and bring out my notebook. I saw her flip through the pages of my book and smile, "Your note is detailed and your writing is good. I wonder why I never borrowed your notes before." I wanted to stop her but I didn't know how. I knew she was just trying to get a reaction out of me so she and her friends could bully me. My eyes darted to the clock and the time was 2:40 p.m. I had only twenty minutes left before lunch was over. Deciding to leave my notebook with her to avoid any trouble, I reached forward to collect the keys from her. "Give me back my keys." "Slow down, why are you in a

Nivia POV.I ran out of the classroom heading straight for the dining hall.My heart raced as I tore down the stairs.I was scared to believe that Justin had heard me."Of course, he didn't," I said to myself rejecting the possibility.Not that it was impossible between mates...It just wasn't possible between us.We didn't share a connection and so far, from what had just happened in class, he wasn't emotionally attached to me.I may be overthinking it, but something deep within me told me he heard me.Running through the school yard, I made my way to the dining hall.As I burst through the door, the first warning bell for the end of lunch sounded.I had only ten more minutes before lunch was over.My eyes scanned the vast hall as I looked for Matty.There he was, sitting on the second bench at the tail end.I quickly hurried over and sank to the spot beside him.As I already expected, he had a second tray next to his, loaded with my favorite food."What took you so long?" He asked,

Nivia POV.The knowledge that Matty was taking our relationship more seriously than it was, made me nervous.Could I really switch from friendship to a relationship?Did I even want to?It was easier being friends than lovers.As friends, flaws could be ignored and wrongs could easily be forgiven. However, as lovers, expectations were high and feelings ran deep. What he may overlook with me now as a friend, he may not be able to overlook as a lover.And he was proving me right with the way he was reacting to my notebook.Seeing that my hands had come down, he brushed past me and entered the building.Wondering what else I could do to stop him, I placed a hand to my chest and cried, "My chest!" I screamed before I slumped to the ground.Mateo stopped and ran back to me"Nivia, are you okay?" He asked, his voice frenzied with fear as he shook me.He checked my nostrils to see if I was still breathing, then felt my pulse and continued to shake me.I held my breath, refusing to breathe o