Izariah-
I hated days like this when I got a feeling something was going to happen, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Normally when I got this feeling, something big happened. Sometimes it was a good thing, while other times it wasn’t.
I didn’t have time to contemplate it right now because I was about to be late for class. I shouldn’t have spent all night studying in the library the night before my exam finals. My first semester in college and I was going to be late for my first final.
It wasn’t that I needed to study hard because I have always excelled academically. I could easily pass a test with just the basics, but I wanted to do more than just simply pass it. The whole reason I left my pack and traveled to the other side of the state was that I wanted to create a better life for myself and my family.
I come from a ridiculously small pack, known as Dark Rose Pack, with only twenty-three members. I was the only one who still hasn’t shifted into my wolf form, which I didn’t know why. I had a wolf, but I couldn’t officially bond with her until I shifted.
That didn’t mean I didn’t have my werewolf abilities, but they weren’t as strong as others that have shifted. Normally we shift at the age of sixteen, but I had just turned nineteen and I still couldn’t shift. It is also for that reason I decided to work hard in school because I couldn’t rely on my wolf to put me in a better position within the wolf community.
I had to rely on my smarts and my own perseverance. My goal is to get a medical degree and become a pack doctor. Not a pack doctor at my old pack, because I doubt it will last much longer. The pack is small and there aren’t enough funds coming in or out to sustain it for much longer.
We used to have more members, but they left to join bigger packs. That was my plan as well. After I get my degree, I want to join a large enough pack that I will be able to earn enough money for my family to be able to relocate.
If I don’t get to my exam though, I might as well kiss that dream goodbye. I am on a scholarship and if I don’t at least get a passing grade, they will yank my scholarship. I also work two part-time jobs so I can send money home and be able to cover other things that my scholarship doesn’t cover.
Glancing at my cheap digital watch, I cringed when I saw I only had ten more minutes to get there. Taking a shortcut, I ran across the wet grass that would take me to the testing site. I have always been a fast runner, but I lacked the stamina that other werewolves had.
I would give anything to have my bond with my wolf so I could take advantage of the full extent of my abilities. Some days I think I will never shift, but my parents tell me I am just a late bloomer. I doubt they would think that if they knew just how hard I had to push myself just to keep up with everyone else.
“Run faster Izariah!” One of my friends and dorm roommate yelled from across the field.
With only a little further to go, I pushed ahead with all my strength, while pushing the limits of my fatigued muscles. Just as my feet hit the pavement in front of the building, I slowed down and came to a stop. Bending over I took a few deep breaths to calm myself.
“We only have two more minutes.” She said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.
Panting, I let her pull me inside and down the aisle of seats. Sitting down in the first available seat we found, we readied our pencils and erasers. Taking my water bottle out of my bag, I took a long drink before setting it on the corner of the desk. Just as I finished organizing everything, I needed to get ready, the professor entered the classroom.
“Before I pass these out,” The professor held up a stack of exams and waved them in the air. “I want to remind all of you that if you don’t pass, you will have to retake the semester. You have three hours to complete it and you aren’t allowed to get up for any reason. To prevent cheating, signal blockers have been placed all around the room to prevent anyone from communicating telepathically.”
As he continued to give us a lecture about the exam and what we were allowed to do and not do, I focused on slowing down my breathing and steadying my heart rate. I didn’t need to listen to everything he was telling me, because it was the same thing, we were all told during our entrance exams. Right now, my only concern was calming myself so I could concentrate on my exam.
A few minutes later, the professor started handing out the tests. The instant he gave the order that we could begin, I quickly opened the book and started. Halfway through the test I inwardly groaned at my stupidity for drinking all my water before the test began.
My bladder felt as if it were going to burst, but I did my best to ignore it. I was going to engrave this day in my head so I could make sure I never made this same mistake twice. The day was not starting out the way I had hoped.
Was it possible that the feeling I had when I woke up was just a premonition that I was going to flunk my exam? I didn’t think so, considering I felt confident that I was doing well so far. Let’s just hope that my feeling isn’t about embarrassing myself by peeing my pants during my test.
Crossing my legs, I ignored the urge to go to the bathroom and just worried about the test in front of me. When I finished, I gathered my stuff and took my test to the front of the class where the professor was standing. He accepted the paper but looked at me with one brow raised slightly.
“Are you sure you are finished?” He asked.
We were given three hours to complete the test, but I did it in an hour. I spent another twenty minutes checking everything over. I felt confident enough that I was going to pass, plus I needed to use the bathroom.
“Yes, Sir.” I answered.
“You do understand that you won’t be able to retake it if you fail, correct?”
“Yes, Sir.” I repeated with certainty.
He looked down at the test, then waved me off with a flick of his hand. Being dismissed, I swiftly exited the room. Running down the sidewalk, I silently prayed that I would make it to the bathroom in time.
When I reached the woman’s restroom, I made quick work of relieving myself. After washing my hands, I started making my way off campus so I could get something to eat. The benefit of working part-time for a small bakery meant I often was able to get free food and coffee.
Having missed breakfast, the thought of a muffin sounded amazing right now. Since it was a good distance away, I had to take the city bus. The city was a mixture of humans and werewolves, so it was easy to blend in for the most part.
There were two colleges that were specific to werewolves, while there were three that were for humans. I have heard a few werewolves going to school with humans, but it was rare. I had thought about going to a human college, only because I didn’t have my wolf yet.
The reason I didn’t was that I was worried that if I did end up getting my wolf at any moment, I didn’t want to risk putting anyone in danger or exposing my secret. It had been tempting, however. Most werewolves look down on Omega werewolves and think they are not worthy to be called a wolf.
It didn’t bother me though, because wolf or not, I could take care of myself. Even though I haven’t shifted, I had trained alongside the others in my pack. My fighting skills were rather good, despite that, I lacked the strength and endurance of my wolf.
It was like I was only a fraction of a werewolf. Until I shifted, I would always fall short of being at full capacity. That didn’t stop me from giving it my all though. A few times I have had others try to bully me because I couldn’t shift, but I quickly proved to them that I wasn’t easy to mess with.
Due to my spacing out, I nearly missed my stop, so I reached up and pressed the button that would alert the driver that someone wanted to get off the bus. When the bus stopped, I tightened my hold on my bag and exited through the back door. I had to walk a block to the bakery, but it didn’t take me long at all.
I was about to enter the shop when I stopped and stepped back a few feet. In the distance, I heard someone yelling, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. By the sound of things, someone was in distress.
Izariah-Walking in the direction the shouting was coming from, I was able to hear things clearer. “Leave me alone! I told you that I didn’t mean to!” A young man was shouting.Coming around the corner of a building, I saw a group of four men surrounding a smaller man. They all looked about twenty years old or so, while the smaller man looked to be about sixteen. The four men towered over the smaller one, not giving him any room to escape.“I don’t care if you didn’t mean to or not. You will pay for my bike, or I will make you pay with your life.” One of the four men growled at the younger man.Not sure what was going on, I looked around and saw that there were four motorcycles parked a couple of yards away. One had a mirror hanging off it. I had a feeling it had something to do with that.Thinking this wasn’t enough to get worked up with and threaten someone’s life, I started forward. “Is this really necessary? It is clear you guys are scaring the poor kid. Let’s just calm down and w
Braxton- Izariah, Izariah, Izariah. I replayed the name in my head as I pinched the identification card I held in my hand. I wanted to engrain the name in my head so I could focus all my energy on the one that made me look like a fool. Where did she get off thinking she could talk to me like that? She must have a death wish. Never in my life have I ever been insulted by anyone. Not to mention she had the audacity to attack me and did not think I would retaliate. At first, I hadn’t made a move because I had been both pissed off and shocked by her actions. It had taken everything I possessed to not let my wolf unleash his fury on her. Now, I think I should have just let him out. I had to admit that she did intrigue me though, with her ability to not obey my command. She couldn’t be more than a low-level wolf, barely worth my time. When I interacted with her, I hardly sensed her wolf, which was probably because her wolf was weak. Unable to figure out how she could withstand an Alpha
Izariah-Finally, today was the day we would be getting the results back from our exam, that we took a week ago. Staring at my phone, I was growing impatient as I waited. My roommate had already received hers, but I was still waiting.The longer it took to receive my results, the more I started to worry. I felt that I did good, but maybe I had messed up because I had been in a rush to get out of there. My anxiety was at an all-time high right now, which was obvious as I bounced my leg up and down.“Try refreshing it. It could be possible that it is taking a while because everyone is receiving them around the same time. It could just be the system is overwhelmed.” My roommate suggested.Tapping on the refresh button, I waited for the page to load. When I didn’t think I could take it any longer, the screen changed, and my results now appeared. I let out a squeal as I jumped off the small couch that was in our dorm room.“I passed!” I yelled.“You act like this is a surprise. Obviously,
Izariah-Monday morning couldn’t come soon enough. I was already settled in my new dorm room, which I currently had to myself. I was told that my roommate had gone home for a family emergency and wouldn’t be back until later today.The only downside I have noticed about this school so far is how large it is. It was five times the size of my last school and the buildings looked like an older historical castle. Everything was modern and extravagant, but it had a creepy haunted house vibe.It wasn’t just one building, there were six main buildings, which were all similar in size and structure, along with many smaller buildings that looked like extensions of the main buildings. They all had their own unique charm to them; I just couldn’t get over the spookiness.I imagined it was going to take some time to adjust to the atmosphere here. Maybe the vibes I was getting were nothing more than just me feeling completely underqualified to be here. Since my arrival Saturday afternoon, I haven’t
Izariah-My morning class went by without a hitch. The other students didn’t bother me, and I liked the professor. I even managed to not worry about what Braxton had in store for me. However, I quickly learned that it was just temporary.The moment I stepped out of class, Braxton was standing out in the hall with the three guys I saw with him the first time. I didn’t know their names, but I had a feeling I was soon going to find out. Before I made it three feet outside of the classroom, they swarmed me like vultures.“Iza, what a coincidence to have run into you.” Braxton said with a gleam in his eyes and a smirk tilted on his lips.“You call this a coincidence? I have a feeling that you planned this. What do you want?” I in a snarky tone.“Just to walk you to your next class. We all take the same Masterclass.” He gave me a smile that I could tell was bogus. He did look good when he smiled, but I would much rather have him scowling at me. At least then I would not be tempted to think
Izariah-All throughout the class, I managed to ignore Braxton, even though he tried endlessly to get my attention. When class was dismissed, they were the first to leave. I thought it was strange how easily he gave up, but I didn’t let it bother me.With nothing else to do and no homework to worry about, I decided to head to the gym to get a workout in before heading to my dorm. I always tried to get as much exercise in as I could, being that I didn’t have my wolf to help protect me. If I was going to be able to stand up to bullies like Braxton, I had to keep my strength in.Tomorrow I would be able to start training with everyone, which I was looking forward to. Luckily, there was a gym near my dorm so I could grab a change of clothes I could work out in and my hygiene supplies. It took me a while to get there, being that my dorm and the gym were on the far side of campus.When I arrived, I was surprised that I was the only one there. When I entered the locker room, I found an empty
Braxton-I couldn’t stop laughing at seeing Izariah covered in red paint. If only I had stuck around long enough to see her reaction. Next time I think I might use blood, that way I can watch her freak out.Normally I didn’t pick on girls, but this one got under my skin, and I didn’t like it at all. It was time I stepped up my game. She needed to learn I wasn’t someone she could escape from. I give her one week and she will be on her knees asking me for forgiveness and begging me to stop.“I wish I could have seen it!” One of the three freshmen I recruited laughed.Normally I would have the other members of Ace of Clubs help, but they were currently busy with other things now. I also tended to recruit others to do my dirty work so I can sit back and watch. Some things I did on my own, while other times I wanted a front-row seat to watch the action.These three standing in front of me were some of the most idiotic werewolves I have met. They came from good families, but to me, they wer
Izariah-I woke up with a splitting headache, but that didn’t stop me from getting up and ready for my first class. Grabbing the coat that I got from Jace, I stuffed it inside a bag and headed out the door. Since I didn’t have an afternoon class, I would have a little bit of time to take his coat to get it cleaned.I had stayed up most of the night trying to get the red paint off it but failed. I was still annoyed about what happened yesterday, yet I woke up in a good mood, despite feeling like crap. While I had been trying to clean the coat, I found myself thinking that Jace wasn’t a bad guy, perhaps someone I could even be friends with.I only had to remind myself a hundred times that he was friends with the one person I hated the most. The more I thought about it, the more I became annoyed with Braxton. Who did he think he was?Not wanting to think about Braxton, I cleared my head and focused on getting to class. As I walked down the sidewalk that would lead me to class, I noticed