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I walked through the string of people as I lowered my head, not wanting to see the blazing gazes of my classmates who I know are glaring at me as they give their own unique look of disgust .

I try and pretend that they aren't looking at me but found it quite hard because not only are they giving me looks, they are also whispering, or more like whisper-shouting, harsh comments about me that make my stomach tangle in knots.

Words can be painful when you take it to the heart.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply before I went to my locker and entered my combination, luckily they do not play pranks that includes my locker.

I was about to put my books inside my locker when I was pushed back against the lockers, my head smashed against the cold metal of my lockers making a loud bang that echoed throughout the halls.

I groaned out in pain before my eyes me the familiar cold brown eyes of Mason, a constant bully who likes to use me like a punching bag like it can never be worn out, he usually bullies me when he is in a bad mood or whenever he likes to.

'And apparently he likes to do it more than often'

My wolf snarled.

No one really defends people who are being bullied, in our world it is the survival of the fittest, everyone is on their own in these and the high ranking wolves are always being respected and sad to say that Mason was the Beta of our pack since his dad died after that horrifying rogue attack, so he had to take the title of being the Beta since he is next in line.

"Scar face, did you do my homework?" he asked me as he tightened his grip on my collar, I gulped harshly as I nodded my head, he smirked, knowing that I was intimidated by him.

After indulging in my fear with a sadistic smile, he finally lets go of my collar in order for me to give him his homework. I pulled open the zipper of my bag pack, grabbed the papers and gave it to him. He swiftly punched me in the gut that had me heaving for oxygen before he said,

"Thanks" before he walked away, the people who were present watched us with amusement, what was amusing watching a guy punches an innocent girl?

The bell rang indicating the first subject will be starting

Mason sure do know how to pack a punch.

I thought to myself as I slid down the lockers and sat on the floor as I clutched my stomach in pain before I shook my head and stood up before going to my class.

A lot of insults.

Paper balls.

Spit balls.

Paper planes.

Not so accidental face first falls later.

It was already last period and I, unfortunately, had P.E. as the last subject. I hate P.E. I do want to learn how to defend myself but during this subject, people use it as a way to 'purposely' hit me. I snorted at that, as if bullying me wasn't enough.

I went to change into my P.E. uniform and after that I went to the gym, for us, P.E. would be like training since we would learn how to defend ourselves and how to fight an opponent.

I went to the farthest part of the gym and sat there as I stare at the students enter the gym. As everybody entered, coach checked the attendance and blew his whistle.

"Okay, so today we will learn to go on defense and offense, we will learn how to block the attacks of our attackers and also how to attack correctly, in this activity we will see your strength and your endurance to pain, so everybody partner up and remember this will be a graded activity!" coach said in his normal loud voice, you know, the types of people who have loud yet normal voices, they do not even need to raise their tones.

I watch yet again as the students pair up with their partners as they leave me all alone, typical, alone as usual, no one wants a weak werewolf as a partner. It would be like a joke.

"Okay, so does everyone have a partner? Ms. Lockwood, who is your partner?" I was about to answer his question when the closed door of the gym bursted out open as an angry and pissed off Mason entered the class, everybody was looking at him and they knew better than to piss him off more.

"Ah, Mr. Spencer, glad you decided to join the class, we were about to start, you see, Ms. Lockwood here doesn't have a partner and since you are here, you can partner up, so as everything is all set, let us all start" I stared at coach with widened eyes, is he doing this on purpose?

I'd rather be partnered up with an Illama rather than an angry and pissed off Mason, I have seen how angry he can just be and that wasn't a pretty sight to see.

Mason looked at me, with his eyes flashing an evil glint, as if he had something atrocious planned. I gulped visibly and that made him smirk as he crossed his arms against his chest as he slowly came over to where I was sitting. How he walked slowly just to build up more tension in me made me cower in fear, why did he even bothered to show up? I asked myself internally.

'Maybe he loved learning too much'

My wolf said.

You are not helping me!

I huffed out as I looked at Mason who was towering me as he looked down at me.

"Well, well, well, look who just my partner is, Scarlett Lockwood, just in time too" I didn't know what he was talking about and that made my heart beat a little bit faster than before, a thin line of sweat was now slowly starting to form on my forehead.

"Wh-what do y-you mean?" I stuttered as I stared at him, he smirked more as he heard my breaking voice.

"I had a bad day, as you can see" was what all he said as he grabbed my wrist a little bit tightly and pulled me up as he walked us both towards coach.

Coach turned to acknowledge us and he arched his eyebrows at Mason as I bowed my head, what the hell is Mason planning?

"What is it Mason?" coach asked as he crossed his muscular arms against his chest, unlike in some schools our coach is actually fit and muscular.

"Scarlett here-" he jutted his index finger at my face, "wants us to be the one to start the activity first since she is excited and we all know that she needed to loose fat" the whole class laughed as my cheeks burned in embarrassment as they chanted "Fat Scarlett"

"Be quiet! Very well, if you want to volunteer to be the first pair to perform the activity then you may do so, remember to do your best, this is graded" coach warned as he walked towards the fighting are.

"Oh, we will do our best, I can guarantee you that" Mason smirked and I swallowed the knot in my throat.

We both went to the fighting area and Mason positioned himself in a fighting position with his fists ready to punch while I only lifted my arms pathetically as I sent a silent prayer that at the end of the subject I would still be conscious.

Mason came, pouncing on me as he hit his fist with my already bruised face as my face turned to the side due to the impact; I can feel my teeth scraping my lower lip as Mason threw the punch against my face.

I try to block Mason's punches and guard my face but everything I do is inadequate to block his punches.

With a right uppercut brought by Mason, my world was already spinning as my sight blurred, my body collapsing to the ground.

Safe to say I didn't left the gym conscious.

I woke up and tried to sit up straight but my head started to hurt, I clutched my head dizzily with my now bruising arm as I try to rub my temples attempting to soothe and ease up the throbbing pain. I stood up with much unwillingness as I glanced at the clock that was placed at the white walls of the clinic.

Apparently I need to go home before 5, or else I would get a severe punishment, not that they want my presence there, they want me to complete my tasks before dinner so that I wouldn't disturb them, plus I needed to cook dinner for the pack members in the pack house.

I walked out of the clinic and made my way towards the locker and gathered all of my things before I shut my locker close, I began to walk but stopped short when Mason surprised me by gracing me with his cocky presence. I widened my eyes at him as I saw him smirk at me.

"Where are you going?" he asks me, I wanted to answer but my throat hurts as it lacks water.

"Well?" he asks me impatiently as he crossed his arms against his chest.

I am going to a place where I can't see your face... but unfortunately you also live in that same place, you little asshole.

I said...in my head, wishing I could muster up some courage and say it to his face instead of to myself.

"H-ho-ome" I stuttered as I coughed when my voice came out raspier than usual.

I was about to walk past him but he grabbed the back of my collar as he pulled me back, I stumbled back as my butt met the floor. He laughed at me.

"Not yet, Scar face, you see, you might be curious why I was so pissed off during the last subject, well since I trust you" I call bullshit! "I will tell you, my girlfriend" he paused as he purses his lips before continuing.

"My fuck buddy refuses to get me laid and pretty much that pissed me off, do you know how hard it is not to get laid? But, I think I just found my substitute" he said and I scrunched up my nose in disgust, he didn't need to tell me those. Mason came closer as he leveled himself down to meet my eyes, he smirked.

"And that substitute is you, you lack beauty but that ass" he said as he put his fingers under my chin and tilted my bruised face. I tensed up as I widened my eyes, no way in hell is he going to use me like that!

He grabbed my wrist as he pulled me up and led me to a dark corner of the school, most of the students are now gone and also the staff since it was already late in the evening, only a few students in detention are present.

As Mason realized that we were all alone, he pushed me against a wall and kissed me roughly in the neck moving up to my jaw, on the inside I was disgusted at him but more disgusted at myself that I couldn't fight him back. I put my hands on his chest and weakly, I try to push him away from me but he just kissed me harder and rougher.

"St-op Mason! Let go of me!" I said weakly as tears start to pour out of my eyes, he didn't care about my pleas as he just continues to kiss me as he nibbled my skin. He licked and sucked on my skin probably leaving hickeys, anyone who would see this probably thought that we were enjoying this.

"Stop resisting me, I know you want this, so why should I stop?" he asked as his lips left my skin, he met my gaze before he smashed his lips against mine and that is when my eyes widen, he is taking my first kiss! I punch and push his chest attempting to push him away but he just pins both of my arms over my head.

He licked my lower lip asking for entrance but I denied him as I pursed my lips in a thin line, he removed his lips from mine and he raised his hand as he slapped me hard.

"When I kiss you, don't you fucking dare deny me!" he said in his authorizing voice, I nodded as tears now fall freely and I was sobbing uncontrollably.

He kissed me again and I was forced to open my lips as his disgusting tongue entered my mouth, he groaned as he kissed me harder, I pushed my tongue at the back of my mouth but he found it and caressed it with his own.

I have a strong urge to puke as he continue to kiss me, fortunately he left my mouth only to leave wet kisses at my neck, thankfully he kissed the parts that are not bruised. Then he let go of my pinned hands as I rubbed my wrists that were now bruised again and again.

"Now wasn't that nice? Why don't we do this sometimes again? I would love to stay but I have to go" he said as he waved goodbye and left me there, broken and violated, I slid down the wall as I cried. I hugged my knees closer to my chest as I sobbed my heart out.

After several minutes, I got up and grabbed my bag and went to the familiar pathway towards the pack house as I sob quietly along the way.

As I entered the pack house, there stood my father with crossed arms with an angry look on his face, let's just hope I won't die today.