Ella
By the time I arrived at school my nerves were already frayed from the morning battle with Aidan. His smug face haunted my thoughts, his voice dripping with amusement as he teased me endlessly before we left for school. Pretending to be a boy in an all-boys school was exhausting enough, but dealing with Aidan and his antics made it unbearable.
The hallways were bustling with activity as students jostled past one another. D-class werewolves like me—or rather, like the person I was pretending to be—were practically invisible in this world. Most were content to stay out of the way, keeping their heads down to avoid the wrath of the stronger classes.
But not me.
I wasn’t here to blend in or cower. I had a purpose, and I wasn’t going to let anyone, especially Aidan, stand in my w
