The Lycan's Origin Series: The 1st Lycan Alpha

Chapter Four

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Aurora"s POV

Devastated and completely alone I do the only thing my pride will allow me to do. I walk off the field back the way I came, with my figurative tail tucked securely between my legs.

I do my best to keep my head down as I go, still hearing snickering from the two assholes on the field.

When I enter the now bristling hallway packed with rambunctious students waiting for the first bell to ring I feel judgmental eyes on me.

I keep my noggin low, covering my face with my unruly hair, praying that I can make a swiftly painless getaway. But nothing about this morning has been either swift nor painless.

I should have known better. 

"Hey sweet lips, so when do you want that tour of the back seat of my car?" a boy says wrapping his arm around my shoulder. Instinctively, I jump back bumping into a girl and causing her to go crashing into a locker. Her books go toppling all over the floor.

"What the fuck!" she yells, angrily picking up her things.

"I-I'm so sorry, let me help you," I stutter, accidentally grabbing the girls' hand.

"Get your disgusting paws off me! You'll probably give me an STD!" she shrieks. People abruptly stopped talking, watching the scene play out before them. Amused smirks displaying across their features at my utter humiliation. Some start to snicker while others whisper in intentionally loud voices horrible slanders directed towards me.

I try not to listen to them as I dash for the school's main entrance but I can still hear their vicious words like slut, whore, walking vagina, and so many other vile things meant to tear me down. I can't block them out as they slice through my fragile ego like a razor blade to flesh. Replaying over and over again. This day is becoming a continuous waking nightmare from yesterday. 

God! I wish I could just wake up, I pray desperately as I attempt to make my way out of the school. I try not to linger as I quicken my pace with my head face down, but am abruptly stopped when I am almost topple over crashing into what I first thought was a door before the door unexpectedly grabbed hold of my arms, righting me.

The violent image of Black pinning me to the ground whips through my minds eye. Causing tears to spring forward for the billionth time today.

I scream to be let go, holding back bile that is forcing its way up my throat. The arms once holding me steady release me and I have to force my knees not to give out on me whilst forcing back the sudden nausea.

"My apologies," a deep voice says somberly.

I take a breathy inhale before looking up meeting icy pale blue eyes that continue to stare at me with a stormy look I can't seem to decipher. He is creepy looking, is the first thought that comes to mind before I can take in the rest of his sharp features that don't really help warm up his face. His cheeks are gaunt and uncomfortably pale. The only color to him it seems are his full red lips and raven jet black hair that falls in wavy ringlets over his forehead. He looks haunting to me I can't help but think. Like he belongs in an Edgar Allen Poe story. He gives me the heebee jeebees.

He's still staring at me, I notice which erects an uneasy feeling in the pit of my already queasy stomach. Is he judging me too?! Is he going to throw slanders at me as well? I don't even know him what gives him any right to judge me!?

"Stop staring at me freak and watch where your going next time!" I hiss, venom lacing every syllable leeching out all my anger at this stranger.