Escaping My Obsessive Alpha

CHAPTER 13: CLARY’S POV

The morning air was crisp when I stepped out of the small apartment Aunt Lysa and I now lived in. The move had been sudden, but necessary. She said the old location held “too many risks,” and I didn’t question it. She always made decisions with sharp instincts and a cautious mind especially when it came to me.

I adjusted the enchanted headband hidden beneath my hair. It was woven with old wolf magic, the kind that masked not just scent but also the faint spiritual presence wolves carry. Without it, stepping into the human world would’ve been like walking around with a glowing sign that screamed werewolf. Aunt Lysa’s magic was irritatingly subtle, but it worked too well. Sometimes my own wolf felt trapped under layers of calm fog.

Still, this morning, she wasn’t calm at all.

She paced restlessly, alert and unsettled, her presence fluttering beneath the spell like a trapped flame. I tried to blame it on the two assignments due next week or the early class I didn’t want to attend. But deep down, I could feel it today was different.

The campus buzzed unusually when I arrived. The building was louder than normal, filled with excited chatter.

“Did you hear? We have transfer students today.”

“I saw them walking with the registrar earlier. They’re so tall.”

“And fine! Like model fine.”

I rolled my eyes slightly. This school had a strange pattern, new transfers appeared out of nowhere every few weeks. First Adrian, now two more? For a place that claimed to “rarely accept mid-semester students,” they sure broke their own rules often.

Maya spotted me from across the hallway and waved her arms dramatically.

“Clary! Over here!”

Lina was beside her, already talking about the rumored boys. I forced a smile and joined them.

“You’re early,” Lina said, arching an eyebrow. “That’s new.”

“I just woke up early,” I lied. I didn’t tell them that my wolf woke me long before sunrise, pacing and restless.

Before we could dive deeper into gossip, the lecturer arrived which meant we had to scramble inside before the doors closed. As we settled, I wrapped my fingers around my pen and tried to shake off the tense, electric feeling crawling up my spine.

The lecturer set his books on the desk.

“Good morning, class. Before we begin, we have new students joining us.”

The door opened.

Everything in the room shifted.

The first guy walked in with smooth confidence. Sharp dark hair, sharp eyes, and a quiet intensity that drew attention without effort. People immediately leaned forward to get a better look.

But then the second guy stepped in…

…and the air almost thickened.

He was tall tall enough that the doorway seemed too small for him. His shoulders were broad, posture rigid, and his presence heavy in a way that didn’t belong in a human school. His hair fell messily around a strong face, his expression unreadable and cold. He didn’t try to stand out, but the room went silent anyway.

My wolf jolted so violently that I almost gasped.

A wave of sensation hit me sharp, unfamiliar, overwhelming. Not recognition. Not quite fear. Just… intensity. My heartbeat quickened even though he hadn’t looked at me.

I gripped my desk, forcing my breathing to stay steady.

What is this?

Why now?

The concealer charm should’ve prevented anything like this. It dulled supernatural responses. It hid me. It should’ve kept my wolf calm.

But she wasn’t calm at all.

She was alert.

Curious.

Restless.

I tried to silence her, but she kept pushing forward, pacing like something important had just walked into the room.

The lecturer cleared his throat.

“These are your new coursemates. Dimitri, and the second one...”

My ears rang.

Dimitri.

The name itself didn’t mean anything to me, yet it sank into my chest with strange weight. He stood still, scanning the room, not smiling, not even trying to blend in. Just observing.

If his gaze had landed directly on me, maybe I’d understand why I was reacting this way, but it didn’t. He simply glanced past my row, yet my wolf pushed urgently, clawing from the inside like she wanted to leap toward him.

I yanked my gaze away, staring hard at my notebook.

Maya whispered behind her hand, “Clary, why are you sitting like a statue?”

“I’m fine,” I muttered, though my voice was barely steady.

“You don’t look fine,” Lina added. “You’re breathing like you ran here.”

“I’m just tired,” I insisted.

It wasn’t a great excuse, but it was the only one I had.

Dimitri took a seat two rows ahead. The other new student Rylan sat beside him, chatting lightly. Dimitri didn’t chat. He didn’t even look around much. His back was straight, his posture tense, like someone who was constantly on guard.

He didn’t seem like a student.

Or someone who belonged here at all.

But he didn’t seem to reveal anything either. No slip-ups, no unusual movement, no scent leaking. If he was supernatural, he was hiding it behind something stronger than my charm.

Yet my wolf still reacted.

I tried to focus on the lecture, but it was impossible. Every time Dimitri shifted slightly in his chair, or someone near him whispered his name, my wolf perked up like she was being called.

Why?

Why him?

Why today?

Nothing made sense.

By the time the lecture ended, my notebook was still blank. Students rushed forward to greet the transfers, especially Dimitri and Rylan. Girls giggled, boys tried to act casual, and whispers filled the room.

“He’s seriously fine.”

“He looks… dangerous.”

“He looks like he doesn’t want to talk to anyone.”

I gathered my things slowly, refusing to look at him again. Even a glance felt risky like it would trigger something I wasn’t prepared for.

“Clary,” Maya said softly, studying me. “Are you sure you’re alright? You look pale.”

“I’m okay. I just need fresh air.”

But when I stood, the restlessness inside me surged again not painful, just urgent. Like my wolf was trying to push me toward something she couldn’t identify.

I pressed my hand against my chest and whispered silently:

Calm down. Please.

Because this couldn’t be happening.

Not here.

Not in the human world.

Not after everything I’d left behind.

But today, something had shifted.

And somewhere inside me, my wolf whispered that nothing in my life was going to stay simple anymore.