Nyx's POV
I had no idea when I slept off, but by the time I open my eyes, the golden rays of dusk seeped through the window panes, illuminating the room with a warm yellow glow.
How did I sleep all afternoon? Did Narin put something in the food she got for me?
I thought to rest for some time before going back to class. Where did the time go?
Rubbing my groggy eyes, I tried to get rid of the remaining traces of sleep from me. I had to admit, that was one good nap, but I couldn't help but shake off the feeling that I was missing something. Like there was somewhere I needed to be.
I stretched my stiff limbs, sitting up on my bed afterwards while inhaling deeply. My eyes suddenly flung open at the foreign smell that hit my nose.
What was that smell?
I lifted my nose in the air again, sniffing in the weird fragrance that filled the room. As I inhaled the sweet yet pungent smoke, I felt like my senses were slowly being transported to a serene and mystical realm and my eyes slowly began to close shut on their own accord.
Struggling to keep my eyes open, I looked around for the source of the smell until I spotted her.
There she sat on the floor by her bed, cross-legged with eyes shut and palms facing upwards. In front of her was a little altar erected where she burnt her incense and sage.
So that was the source of the smell that filled the room.
The scent of the incense was like a delicate melody that lingered in the air, enveloping me in a tranquil aura that soothe my mind and lifted my spirits.
She sat on the floor, spine as stiff as a board and I had to peer closer to be sure she was still alive. Her chest heaved the slightest bit and my nerves instantly relaxed.
Imagine waking up to such a scare.
I caught myself watching her a little longer, taking in the peace and serenity that marked her features. Her ash mixed with brown hair danced to the wind and the rays of the evening sun hit her skin, crowning her ethereal appearance-
“Keep looking at me like that and I’m gorging out your eyes.”
Narin’s grave voice cut through my thoughts and I jumped in shock, whipping my face away.
How did she know that I was- never mind. I really needed to get used to the fact that Narin was a witch, and I didn't need a far to know she was a powerful one.
“Sorry…” I quickly added, making sure to avoid staring at her again. I was starting to feel a little icky and uncomfortable and when I looked at what I was wearing, I realized I was still putting on my school uniform.
One by one I unbuttoned the shirt, shrugging out of it. As I did, a card fell from my shirt pocket, the black card sticking out from my pink bedsheets.
I eyed it suspiciously before reaching out to pick it up.
“Shit!” I cussed as I read the gold inscriptions on the card.
I knew I was forgetting something!
My private class with the instructor Aunt Gacia told me about began in thirty minutes and I was still on my bed.
In a blink, I was up on my feet, dashing into the bathroom for a quick shower. A few minutes later I was out, pulling the first outfit from my wardrobe.
It ended up being a blue knee-length body con dress, which I hurriedly slipped on. I quickly pulled my platinum hair into a low bun with a matching blue scrunchie.
A few minutes later I was dressed, but as I checked myself in my full-length mirror, I start to feel a little uncomfortable in my own skin.
The blue dress was a pretty one that matched my eyes, but it hugged my curves closely, outlining my full hips and slim waist.
I didn't want to look like I was trying to seduce a teacher, but there was no time to start searching for another outfit. I was already running late.
Sparing myself one last worrisome glance. I headed for the door but a voice brought me to a halt, one I didn't expect at all.
“Remember, curfew’s at 10 pm.” Narin’s soulless voice reminded me.
“Yeah…thanks,” I replied, eager to escape the awkwardness that lingered in the room.
I trudged out of the dorm building, peering at the card in my hands once again. Behind the card was the description of how to get to the address of the class so I followed it step by step.
As I walked on, I couldn't help but let my mind stray toward Narin. She's been a little…nice to me and as much as I appreciate it, I'm also concerned because she might have an ulterior motive behind it.
But Narin didn't seem like the kind of girl who had time for pranks and such. She seemed a little more level-headed and serious…unlike other students.
If that was the case, does this mean that she cared the slightest bit about me?
A small smile grazed my lips. Maybe she isn't so bad after all. Her hard exterior might just be a facade to scare people off, who knows?
As the sun went down, the sky was painted bright orange and the streetlights were beginning to come on. I glanced down at the miniature map, looking back up at the route I was following to be sure I was on the right path.
Up ahead was a footpath that cut through the Salvador woodlands and there I spotted a few students chattering in excitement. Fear slowly climbed my throat and I swallowed the hard lump.
I had hoped I wouldn't have to confront any group of students that day, but unfortunately, life had other plans for me. As my legs urged me forward, I realized that my experiences the past few days had instilled in me the fear of my own peers in me and that was a little disturbing.
Why do I feel the need to cower and run when all I did wrong was exist? I looked ahead and I swallowed again, recognizing a few horrible faces. The closer I got, the more I realized that those weren't just any students, these were of a special breed.
They were tall and huge, and the smallest looked like she was sprouting a full six feet. They seemed to be heading into the forest and in one whiff I could tell who they were.
Werewolves.
There was a prick in my chest when I suddenly remembered my tragic condition. These other wolves got to enjoy experiences I may never know.
I glanced at the card again and hope bloomed in my chest, maybe this instructor might be able to help me, who knows?
As I approached the small group, all eyes turned toward me and I stifled a whimper. Before I could take another step, two big guys appeared in front of me.
“Not a single step further, clown princess.” one of them sneered as they crossed their arms over their chest, seizing the opportunity to flex their muscles.
Who are they to tell me not to walk past this path? The last time I checked, they didn't own the school.
I sighed, opening my mouth but before I can speak, the second dude cut me off.
“Nah-uh, no pleas.” He wagged his index finger like he was speaking to a child.
“If you want to join the pack, then you're going to have to go through our Alpha…Otis.”
“I doubt he'd want a runt like you though, but maybe if you beg enough he will.” The first guy added and they burst into laughter.
Haha very funny.
Anger slowly bubbles within me as listening to them. Who the hell do they think they are that I would stoop so low to beg them just so I can join their stupid pack?
“Can you please excuse me?” I said, my voice quivering as I tried to hide the irritation in my voice.
“Look who we have…here.” A familiar voice cut through the tension in the air. One by one, the other wolves cleared out to reveal the person who spoke.
Otis.
I suppressed a shudder as I stared into his icy blue eye from where he was seated a few meters away from me.
“I knew you'd find us, Princess.” He added, wearing a smug smile on his face.
“We're going for a run…wanna join?”
I opened my mouth to speak but he quickly interjected before I could say a word.
“You have to show how badly you want it, mama.” He snickered, slowly running his eyes over me and I could literally feel my skin crawl in disgust.
“Get on your knees.”
“What?” I asked, my face scrunched up in confusion.
“You want to be a part of the elite pack right?” Otis asked, His eyes, roaming all over my body made me feel like I was being eye-fucked, and at that moment I began to regret wearing such a form-fitting dress.
“Now get on your knees and crawl over here like a good girl and I might just let you, you know.”
The other wolves were a cackling mess, watching us with so much glee in their eyes. The sight of them all in one place made me sick, and that was where I lost it.
“Oh, to hell with you and your stinking little pack, Otis.” I snapped, glaring at him with all the venom in my eyes.
“ I have no interest in you or your pack, so can you move out of my way? I have somewhere to be!”
The silence that followed was deafening, as his pack members looked at him, waiting for a response. His eyes bored into my soul, but I glared even harder.
“Let her go..” He said,
“But Otis-” one of the minions was about to argue, but he was shunned down immediately.
“I said let her go!”
“You got lucky this time, dipshit!” The minion hissed at me before moving away for me to pass. I spared Otis one more glance before walking away with a small smile on my face.
Nyx’s POVMy entire body still quaked, even though I was long gone from Otis and his demented pack. I felt a mixture of thrill and fear because I was sure they weren't about to get off my back so easily. What have I done?Otis was the reason I was called clown princess in the first place, and I did was exist in Salvador academy. Now that I've pissed him off, I could only wonder what he would do to me. He was going to make my life a living hell!On second thought, I was already a social recluse so it would not make so much of a difference… It couldn’t get worse than this, can it?My mind was troubled, but not enough to not notice that I was straying further and farther away from school. I peered into the little map again to be sure I was on the right path and I was. However, darkness was creeping in and it was only a matter of time before I would be engulfed in darkness.I hastened my footsteps, plunging deeper into the deserted part of the school. The wind howled as I went, leaving
Nyx’s POV “Excuse me.“ I muttered, shrugging past the throng of students who were chattering with their friends in the hallway. Everyone in Salvador academy seemed to be in some group or pack, while I was just…existing alone. To be honest, I really didn’t mind though, as long as no one bothered me I was okay. The past week was pretty bearable, and as I walked to class that morning I hoped for the best. The thing with Salvador academy is that you never know what to expect, so you have to keep your fingers crossed most of the time. I got into class, making myself comfortable in my seat. Only a handful of students had arrived, and a few of them spared me smiles and little waves which I returned. That was the highest form of interaction I’ve had with other students. A little smile here, a small wave here. No real conversations, but it felt hella good to know that a few people acknowledged my existence. Frankly, I didn’t care about being popular at Salvador Academy. My plate was full
Nyx’s POV I located the venue for the class at it was at the west wing overlooking the western forest. I sucked in a deep breath, wrapping my hands over the cold handle before cracking the door open. Students stood in small groups and clusters and suddenly it began to make sense to me why students were eager to belong to groups. Before I could take another step, three bodies materialized in front of me. How they appeared in front of me, I had no idea but I knew it had something to do with their blasted wolf speed. I suddenly found myself face to face with these boys who clearly spelled trouble and I knew I was in for something. I looked up at the familiar faces of the boys who confronted me on my way to my private class, and the realization made my stomach twist even tighter. “What are you doing here, runt? Do you have a pack?” One of the blokes asked me, with an arrogant sneer masking his face. Their postures were aggressive, and their faces twisted with malice. My heart
Nyx’s POV“Are you good?”It took me more than a moment to realize that this demi-god was talking to me. There I stood, still trembling with fear long after Otis and his cronies had disappeared from my sight when I heard his voice.My eyes were still fixed in the direction they had gone like they were paralyzed or frozen in time.What would have happened to me if Mr. Incredible here didn’t step in to save my sorry ass? I had no game plan. I just hoped that somehow someone somewhere would come to my rescue and…he came.A soft snicker cut through my reverie and I raised my head to meet the eyes of my knight in shiny armor.Corny, I know but I had to shamelessly admit that at this moment, I had been a damsel in distress, and he literally swung in and saved the day.My eyes locked on his warm yet mischievous pair, and I caught myself staring longer than was considered appropriate. “Clyde.” He stretched his hands towards me, his eyes crinkling slightly as his lips sprouted a gentle smile
Nyx’s POVThe sky was a pastel of dark hues as I trudged home, thinking about what Clyde said about Narin. I still found it weird that she couldn’t confront me about the rumours but easily just ignored the hell out of my existence. It made me feel really bad and somewhat puzzled. Why can’t she just ask me if any of those rumours were true? As I walked back to the dorm that evening, I made up my mind to talk to her about it. Was I terrified? Yes. Would I go ahead and do it anyway? Yes. I was sick of being uncomfortable in my own room. It’s supposed to be my comfort zone, my safe haven but there was always that constricting feeling lingering in the air and it made me want to scream and pull out my hair sometimes.My confidence started to wane as I drew closer to my dorm room. I pictured Narin’s stoic face and a slight shudder ran through me. What if I end up making a fool of myself?I shook off the thought, bracing myself for what was ahead of me. I had kept these emotions pent up ins
Nyx’s POV “What did you say?” Narin asked, turning her ears toward me like she did not hear me the first time.I knew she heard me crystal clear, and she was probably asking me to repeat myself in case I wanted to change my mind but I was resolved, standing firmly on my words.“I said I am ready to bully the bully…I am ready to get back at Otis.” My voice was firm, courageous, and full of vigor, just like the way I felt inside of me. Yes, I couldn’t shift. But that didn’t mean I had to allow them to walk all over me just because of that. My wolf was coming, and I was more than ready for it. In the meantime, these scumbags were going to have their turn. “That is more like it.” She replied, putting down her book to give me her full attention. “So…any ideas on how to pull this off in a grand style?” Narin asked me and I suddenly went blank. I tried to wrack my brain for a brilliant way to exert my revenge but there seemed to be a mental blockade restricting me.“Um…” I muttered, sti
NYX's POVI sat at the breakfast table, my eyes subtly observing the crowd of students milling about.Narin was over at the food counter, a sunshade hanging on the bridge of her nose.Yup. Narin was wearing a sunshade inside the dorm cafeteria and she did not care about the eyes on her. She was about one thing and one thing alone, determined to get it done no matter the cost.On second thought, the stares she was getting were probably the disguise spell she used to change her identity to that of the junior chef who had not been around since the beginning of the week and the sunshades were to hide her distinct eye colour. According to Narin, she was not strong enough to make a disguise spell that could hide all of her completely. I kept my fingers crossed, waiting patiently to see how this would all turn out.There was a ruckus at the entrance of the cafeteria and without looking I already knew what it meant.Otis and his cronies were here.Narin adjusted her position so that when Ot
NYX’s POV The tingles of victory vibrated all over me as Narin and I waltzed out of the cafeteria. The thrill and excitement I got were unlike any I have ever experienced before and I relished in it. I would forever have the picture of Otis’ face of embarrassment ingrained in my mind and whenever I felt moody, all I had to do was remember it and I would be happy again. A little disturbing, I know but trust me when I say it is worth it. “Nyx!” A deep, male voice called out to me, followed by the hurried slapping of feet against the ground which echoed down the hallway towards us. I quickly whipped my head around to see who it was and a small smile greeted my lips. “Is it just me or is that Greek god running towards…us?” Narin was clearly perplexed, watching him in curiosity as he jogged briskly toward us. Judging from the smile on my face when she looked at me, I bet she already drew her own conclusions. Her hands flew to her lips as a gasp escaped from them, turning buggy eyes t