SWITCHED FATE: TRAPPED IN WEREWOLF ACADEMY BY MATES' BOND のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

RACHELMy eyes were shut tight. My heart was beating wildly, my fingers trembled violently, as did the rest of my body, and my head pounded; it felt too heavy for me to carry on my neck. I shuddered, my stomach twisting into several knots, and I resisted the urge to bend over to retch due to the terror.I anticipated the attack, but it didn't come. “Please…don't kill me…” I could barely hear my voice. It was hoarse and felt like I was speaking in my head rather than out loud.“Please!” I cried out. I wasn't ready to die. Even though I had said it several times that I was. I didn't like the life that I was living and wanted it to end as quickly as possible. I didn't even have a reason to keep living because nobody gave me one.Then, I had thought that when I got to eighteen, I'd escape the harsh system of foster care. But that was easier said than done. I had failed to think about my reality outside and the fact that it might be worse than what I had experienced there. I just wanted t

RACHELMy muscles strained with every movement I made towards the locker room. You'd think that after doing 10 squats, 15 ladder drills, and 25 plyometric drills, I'd feel an energy boost or even an endorphin rush that'd make me feel good; however, I felt none of that.The worst was that I couldn't stay back to relax the muscles. Also, the one who had punished me was nowhere to be found in his office when I decided to report the completion. I couldn't tell what would happen afterwards since I hadn't reported it to him, but at the moment, it made me feel pretty useless, having gone through the drills for nothing. Another annoying thing was that even if I wanted to stay, they wouldn't have allowed me because classes were compulsory, and Rose thought it made sense to lock down the dorm, sending everyone off as if we were her children. I learned she was only twenty years old, a few years older than most people in the dorm. Yet, she acted as if she were superior.“Babes!” I heard Clara's v

JAXONImmediately after I finished speaking, I circled my hand around her wrist, pulling her into the room and shutting the door behind us. I nudged her into the door as gently as I could, but the gasp that flew out of her parted lips meant I hadn't been entirely gentle.Her pupils dilated as her eyes went wide and round, and she stared at me in shock. I saw the fear that crossed her face. Good. That was what I wanted. She should be afraid of me. She should stop coming close to me.Last night, I thought fúcking Grace would help me forget her. It was a good sėx, a momentary distraction, but as soon as it ended, her thoughts immediately slipped into my head. I had tried my best all night to push it back out of my head, but it was impossible to do so. All through the damned night, I stayed awake, barely catching a wink of sleep.She was the reason I didn't come to the office this morning. I didn't want to meet with her, even though I asked her to report to me. That was a mistake I made,

RACHELI wrapped the large brown towel around my body and stepped out of the bathroom. Just then, the door to the room opened, and Brooke stepped in. She made her way to her bed, plopping on it, before falling back.“Tired as fuck,” she whispered, rolling around. Then she sat up immediately, her eyes flickering to mine. “You didn't come to the den last night.”I shrugged, wanting to ignore her. We weren't friends. She had almost killed me on my first day here, and she had threatened me too. I saw no reason to be overly friendly with her and have such a discussion until she spoke again.“Last night was awesome. Has to be the best night of my life. I even scored a date!” She squealed, genuine excitement shining in her eyes.I frowned in confusion. How had she been able to leave the dorm when there was a curfew set in place? I remembered Clara mentioning that it was in all houses, and Ivy had always been a rule breaker. That meant Brooke had snuck out too, like the others who must have a

RACHELI re-read the card’s content to ensure I was interpreting it correctly before turning it over. There was nothing else there. No name. No signature that I could at least use to identify who had sent this.Briefly, I gazed at the black box, wondering what was inside. I kicked it with my leg, withdrawing it swiftly, shutting the door in case it was dynamite that was in it. But nothing happened.“This is weird,” I murmured.I waited, hoping someone would come by; maybe someone had seen them drop it, and I could at least ask questions to reveal the person’s identity. However, no one did. The dorm itself was quiet. It seemed like everyone had already left; I was the only one here.I picked up the box as I ran out of options, taking it inside and dropping it on the bed. I undid the ribbon and slowly opened it. Holding my breath, my hand flew to my lips as the content came into view. It was a dress, a black dress with another card on it and boldly written on it, ‘Wear me to Founder’s P