RAVENHOOD HIGHSCHOOL WOLVES

Hadiza’s POV) His hand grasped mine suddenly, my heart raced like a runaway train. He pinned me against the French window, and the scent of rain outside mingled with his masculine aroma, intoxicating me. His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, and I felt like drowning in their depths. His full lips curled into a sly smile, and I couldn't help but imagine them tracing mine. He leaned in, his body towering over me, making me feel tiny and vulnerable. His lips brushed against mine, and I melted into his embrace. Hus kiss was like nothing I had ever experienced before- it was as if he was devouring me whole. I felt like I was melting into his touch, our bodies entwined like flames. He suddenly broke apart for air, his hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. My blouse slipped open, and his warm fingers danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I was lost in the sensation, my body craving more of his touch. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the passion of the moment. "I whispered his name, 'Henry....' But his lips silenced me again, his kisses were deepening as he removed my bra with a skillful touch. He swept me up in his arms, our lips still locked, and carried me to the bed. I fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, revealing his chiseled shoulders. His hands slid to my pants, about to remove them, when a sudden knock at the door shattered the moment. I jolted upright, my heart racing, and opened my eyes to find myself in my own bed at Oaklande. It was just a dream, I realized with a mix of relief and disappointment I couldn't believe I just had s*x with Henry in my dream, he was the most handsome guy in my new school, we had only met yesterday. And what a disastrous meeting it was! He mistakenly poured food all over me in the canteen, and instead of apologizing, he had the nerve to offer me money to get it cleaned. I was furious and had slapped him, but i was surprised as it only made him laugh. I only view him as an immature playboy, too used to getting his way because of his good looks and wealthy background. His pack was one of the richest in town, but I knew that didn't define a person's character. If my own father hadn't gone bankrupt, we wouldn't be living in this small town on the outskirts of the city. The knocking at the door broke my trance, I hesitated for a moment before went to opening it. I was met by my aunt gaze who stood in the hallway, I could observe her eyes were filled with concern. 'Hadiza, are you okay? You've been in there for hours.' I forced a smile. 'I'm fine, Aunt. Just a little...lost in thought.' She raised an eyebrow. 'Well, you'd better get moving. You can't afford to be late on your second day of school. It won't make a good impression.' I nodded, " I'll get ready right away" She smiled and heading downstairs. I closed the door and took a deep breath, trying to shake off the memories that haunted me. Inside the bathroom, I stared at the cobwebs clinging to the ceiling, my mind drifting back to our old house in Texas. our house in Texas is a one with the sprawling backyard and the porch swing where I used to spend hours reading. But this house, on the outskirts of the city, felt like a different world. The walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with their coldness. The water didn't run hot like my previous house, suddenly I noticed the lights flickering before it finally went out and every where was dark, the silence was deafening. I tried my best to shake off the feeling of desperation, but it was hard. As I turned the faucet, the water sputtered and died. I groaned in frustration, feeling like I was at my breaking point. I took a deep breath as I grabbed my dress and bag, and headed downstairs. Reaching downstairs, I was greeted by the savory aroma of my aunt's signature dish - Kung Pao chicken. It was a popular favorite in Chinatown, but somehow, it didn't quite tantalize my taste buds here. I knew my aunt had gone to great lengths to prepare it, just for me. My mom must have told her about my love for this dish, despite being an American. I took a few bites, trying to muster up some enthusiasm, before grabbing my bag. My aunt offered some side dishes, but I politely declined, feeling a pang of guilt for not appreciating her efforts more. As I headed out the door, I couldn't help but feel grateful for her kindness and warmth over the past four days. It was really a stark contrast to the chaos that had engulfed my life when my dad was locked away in the prison and my mom went into hiding. my aunt took me in when I was alone, she enrolled me to the school her daughter was attending when she was alive, she lost her daughter just last year. We would have been the same age if she were still alive. I couldn't imagine what my aunt must have gone through, maybe that's why she is going extra length in taking care of me. I boarded the bus and headed to the school. As I stepped off the bus, the imposing structure of Ravenhood High School loomed before me. It was the largest school in the small town of Oakdale, it was far cry from the bustling halls of my old school in Texas. While my old school was a vibrant, melting pot of cultures and ideas, Ravenhood seemed subdued, with a eerie quietness that made me feel like an outsider. The bus door creaked shut behind me, and I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. As I walked down the hallway of the school, the memories of my last school flooded my mind. The taunts and snickers from the student of my previous school still echoed in my ears. 'Heiress of a scammer family...her father embezzled millions...no wonder she always acted boss.' They made a hell out of my life when the news of my father's embezzlement leaked out. I was shivering and engulfed in the pain of the past, just then, a gentle tap on my shoulder brought me back to reality. I turned to see Amanda, a British white girl from my class, smiling at me with kind eyes. 'Hey, Hadiza! I'm so glad I caught up with you,' she said, her voice was warm and friendly. 'I just transferred here last semester ,I saw you yesterday and I've been dying to meet you properly. you look beautiful, by the way!' I was taken aback by her kindness. No one had been this nice to me since...well, since my dad's arrest. I remembered how my so-called friends had abandoned me, they were afraid of being tainted by my family's scandal. 'Amanda, thank you,' I said, my voice barely above a whisper. 'That means a lot to me.' Just then, a chorus of screams and shouts erupted from the student body. 'Henry's here! Henry's here!' The excitement was palpable, and my curiosity was piqued. Amanda's grin grew even wider. 'Only the most gorgeous and charming guy in school! Don't you think so?" she asked. As I turned the corner, I saw him - Henry, the most gorgeous guy in school. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met, and I felt a rush of heat flush through my body. I couldn't help but think of last night's steamy dreams, where he was the star of my subconscious fantasies. But as he approached me, I braced myself for impact. I thought he would confront me about yesterday's encounter, about the slap I gave him. But instead, he simply brushed shoulders with me and walked away, leaving me feeling both relieved and disappointed. I turned to Amanda, who was watching me with concern. 'Hey, are you okay?' she asked, her voice soft. I nodded, still trying to process what just happened. 'Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just get to class.' Amanda nodded and stayed by my side as we walked into the classroom. I couldn't help but feel grateful for her presence, her kindness a balm to my frazzled nerves. As we took our seats, I couldn't help but steal glances at Henry, who was sitting across the window, his eyes fixed on outside the window, he was indeed handsome. His chiseled features illuminated by the early morning light. His pointed nose, fine skin, and his piercing eyes made my heart race. I stared at his long fingers, I recall the intimate dream I had last night, I couldn't help but remember how this long fingers smooching my boobs in my bra last night, they were leaving a trail of fire in me. His gaze caught mine, and I felt like he could see right through me. I quickly looked away, my cheeks flushing. How could I be so drawn to someone I barely knew? Someone who had been so rude to me yesterday? But I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the lesson, trying to ignore the flutter in my chest whenever Henry's eyes met mine. As the final bell rang, signaling the end of classes, I made my way to my locker in the school hallway. I spun the dial on my combination lock, but as I opened the door, my heart sank. A chill ran down my spine. On the wall of my locker, I came across a red sticker "Ravenhood demon." I've heard from Amanda who informed that there was actually a rogue wolves around the school who kills a female student every month. My mind raced as I felt a presence behind me. Before I could turn around, a hand clamped over my eyes, and I was yanked away. I stumbled, my feet struggling to keep up with the force dragging me. I was panicking as I realized I was being kidnapped....