The Lycan King's First Human

Chapter 4

"Our wolves say that you are telling the truth and they acknowlege your superiorty," they tell me in union.

"I want you all to keep my powers to yourself, you are not allowed to inform anyone else," I tell them, using a mind maze to keep them trap, from revealing the truth to anyone.

"I have to go to class," I say getting up and gathering my tray.

"We have the same psycology class, we can walk together," Bethany tells me, getting up too.

"Aren't they following their queen bee?" I ask, glancing at Reah and Lexi whom were still seated.

"We have a free period," they both say together, looking at each other with a smile.

We disposed of our lunch trays, dumping the empty bottle and wrappers in the dustbin. Bethany walked along side me, to class and we take our seats near the front row.

"That's her, the lycan princess," she whispers a few seconds later, pointing to a tall girl, with raven coloured hair, striking blue eyes and even more stricking features, now entering the class with two other striking females.

I glanced up at her, her eyes meeting mines. I see them flash to black and as quickly turn back to blue again.

They head to the back of the class and sat down. I take out my books and paid attention to the professor as he starts lecturing.

Bethany stucked to me like glue, for the rest of the classes not giving the second humans a chance to talk with me.

I ended up learning, about her entire life in Forestmoon Pack, about being the Alpha's only daughter. Her older brother Ben, was off at Alpha training camp and would return in a few months, to take over the leadership from his father.

Bethany and the others were hoping to meet their mates soon, as they had already turned eighteen. She gave me a quick run down on werewolves and the lycans history. She even did a bit on the other supernaturals, that lived in this pane and attented this school.

Aparently there were a few witches, and faries in attendence at school.

I soon realise that Bethany, wasn't as tough as she pretended to be. She felt that she had to be tough because of who she was. Like she had something to prove to her father, and was worthy as her idolized brother.

She tried to pry into my personal life, but I refused to devluge too much information to her. The only thing I confirmed about myself, was that I was from Egypt and was truely human, just powerful than most.

At the end of classes for the day, the other girls met back up with us. They wanted to come up to my room, but I refuted them, citing tireness as an excuse and headed to my room alone.

Walking down the corridor towards my room, I notice the lycan princess leaning aganist my door. I stop infront of her, with my five foot six self, waiting for her to move so I could unlock the door.

After looking me up and down, she shifts and I unlocked the door, stepping in. I go to slam it shut, in her exteremy beautiful face, but she sticks out a hand to prevent me from doing just that. She pushes it open and I pushed it to close. I could see the surprise in her eyes by my strength. I concluded, if we continued with this childish game, it would result in my door disintegrating.

I was not going to be able to sleep without a door. I let it go and the lycan princess enters my room. I turn my back to her, and walk over to my bed to sit down. I feel her shove me from behind and I fall sprawl out onto my bed, with her croughing over me. I said nothing, waiting for her to speak and to get off me.