All Chapters of A Mix Of Two Worlds : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I woke up to Jason shaking me like there’s no tomorrow. I sit up and rub my eyes, squinting at the bedside clock. 5:30 AM. What the hell does he want at this time?"Get dressed, Alex. We need to go. Your buddies managed to track you down. They're in the city. We gotta move now."He didn’t have to tell me twice. In seconds, I’m out of bed and getting dressed."Good, let’s go."I grab my bag, and Jason leads us to his garage. He opens the door, revealing a black Dodge Mustang."Nice wheels," I say."Thanks. Now get in, we need to roll."I hop into the passenger seat and fasten my seatbelt. He does the same, and we’re off.We drive through the city in silence for about twenty minutes before Jason decides to break the ice."Look, Alex, I know you're young, and I’m sorry that this is happening to you. I know you're scared and afraid, but you have got to trust me and believe everything I tell you." He looks at me silently, asking me to comply, and I nod my head in agreement."This world is

So, I'm in class with William beside me. I've never worn a uniform in my life, and the idea of even wearing one was a nightmare to me, but to be honest, I kind of like this one.I'm dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black shoes. I've taken off my jacket since I'm feeling kind of hot.The jacket is black with the school's insignia on its chest pocket. It consists of a cat's claw mark, a crescent moon with stars, a wolf howling at the moon, and three drops of blood encased within a shield.The classroom door opens, and in walks a tall man wearing a blue shirt and black jeans."Good morning, class.""Good morning, sir," everyone says."I'm happy to see you all back at school. Now, shall we continue from where we left off last time?"He turns to the board and writes "Algebra." "Huh," I guess even the supernatural need to learn math. At least they had normal subjects because if they didn't, I'd be in trouble.He turns around, and his gaze lands on me. "You must be

"What the...?" I mutter. "Where did they go...?""I bet they've gone hunting. That's what wolves do as a pack, right?" says Kira.We hear more howls in the distance. I get up from where I was crouching and head in the direction of the howls."And where the heck are you going, Alex?" William asks."To see what they're doing, obviously. Where else would I be going?" I reply. "Did you not see the size of those wolves? Do you seriously want to become dinner for those guys?""Aww, come on, we just had dinner. I bet they're still full; we'll be fine.""Listen, Alex, you wanted to see them shift, there you saw them shift. Now let's go before something really bad happens.""Pfffftt," I sigh. I guess they're right. I guess it really is too dangerous to be out here. Besides, I already saw what I wanted to. As I'm about to tell them we should head back, I hear something that freezes me in my spot.A deafening growl that, judging by the look on everyone’s faces, is coming from right behind me.I

The growl still echoed in my ears, even as my body trembled with exhaustion. The beast had receded, leaving behind a deep ache in my bones and a strange awareness I couldn’t shake. I barely registered William and Sara’s frantic whispers beside me, my mind consumed by the realization of what had just happened.But the moment of eerie calm didn’t last long.The silver she wolf snarled again, stepping forward cautiously, her piercing eyes locked onto mine. Her movements were deliberate, testing, as if waiting for me to falter. Behind her, the pack stirred restlessly, their postures rigid with anticipation.I could feel their instincts clawing at the edges of my own danger, dominance, a challenge unspoken but deeply understood. My heart pounded, the beast inside me stirring once more, whispering promises of strength and power.And then, like a thunderclap breaking the tension, a voice boomed through the trees.“Stand down!”The sound wasn’t particularly loud, but it carried a weight that

The iron bound door groaned as Katherine Vincent pushed it open, the chill of the dungeon rushing out to meet her like a physical force. She descended the narrow stone staircase with steady, measured steps, her cloak trailing behind her. The dim glow of torches illuminated the jagged stone walls, casting erratic shadows that seemed to shift with the flicker of the flames.Professor Blackthorn waited at the bottom, his broad frame silhouetted against the faint blue glow emanating from the cell at the far end of the corridor. His arms were crossed, his jaw set tight, and there was a storm in his eyes, a reflection of the turmoil gripping both their minds.“Headmistress,” he greeted her curtly, stepping aside as she reached the dungeon floor. His voice was low, but the tension in it was unmistakable. “He’s… stable for now. Barely.”Vincent nodded, her gaze fixed on the faint outline of Alex in the cell ahead. The runes etched into the walls pulsed faintly, their power a hum that resonat