Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha

Chapter 154

Chapter 154: The School Monsters

Clark POV:

That sentence did more than shake me.

It broke the spell that had frozen me in place.

I turned.

And ran.

But I didn’t get far.

From the shadows of the room — those corners I hadn’t dared look at before — something moved. No, leaped. A blur of snarling, growling muscle, all fur and fangs and pure nightmare.

A shadow dog. No, not a dog — not really. Something worse. Bigger. Thicker. Made of fur and long fierce jaws filled with sharp teeth and something even deeper, like it didn’t exist entirely in this world. The thing slammed into the wall just inches from my head, claws gouging through the concrete like cardboard.

I screamed. My legs almost gave out.

Another one followed it. Then a third. They were crawling out of the darkness like it was a door.

Three in total. Each had the outline of a hound but the wrong anatomy. Their joints bent the wrong way. Their eyes didn’t reflect light — they drank it. Their fur shifted unnaturally, like smoke clinging to a shape that didn’t want to be seen clearly.

One opened its jaws and let out a low, unnatural growl. The sound made my teeth hurt.

Nope. Nope nope nope.

I turned back and bolted into the hallway. My shoes slapped hard against the tile. My breath came in harsh gasps. I didn’t look back. I couldn’t.


They were behind me.

I could hear them — the scraping of claws, the deep, almost wet-sounding snorts as they sniffed the air behind me. One howled. It didn’t sound like a wolf. It sounded like a dying child wrapped in a bear’s growl.

I shot through the narrow hallway, barely dodging fallen scaffolding and busted tiles. My shoulder clipped a doorway, and pain flared, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.

I didn’t know where I was going.

I just knew I had to get out.

Had to survive.

Had to tell someone—anyone—what the hell I’d just seen.

Except... who would believe me?

"I walked in on werewolves doing God-knows-what to a girl in a sealed building" wasn’t exactly going to get me anything other than a padded room.

And what if that girl had wanted it? No... no, Clark, stop thinking like that. You saw her eyes. You saw her face.

It wasn’t lust.

It was terror.

I rounded a corner and nearly crashed into an overturned desk. My shin hit the edge and I went sprawling.


"FUCK!" I shouted, barely catching myself.

There was a locker door ahead. I didn’t think. I dove toward it, yanked it open, crawled inside — knees tight to chest — and pulled it shut.

Darkness. My heartbeat slammed in my ears so loud it drowned out everything else.

Then... footsteps.

Not the padded ones of the creatures. These were... barefoot.

Deliberate. Slow. Echoing.

A shadow passed the narrow slits of the locker vent. It was tall. Too tall. The hallway light flickered, and for one brief second, I saw a silhouette — hunched over, arms too long, neck too thin. Not human.

fingers along the lockers. Not claws — fingers.

knew I

creatures from the lecture room? Had they sent this

my mouth with both hands, praying to a God I wasn’t sure even worked on this

The scratching stopped.

whisper — right at the locker


"You smell like fear."

squeezed my eyes shut and

again, fading. A

Was it gone?

Was it—

SLAM!

I screamed, falling out. I

"kid?"

My eyes snapped open.

Reed.

arms folded, his yellowish-ringed eyes glowing

grabbing me by

but they wouldn’t come out. My mouth opened and shut like a fish on


into the old wing?" he asked. "You really are trying to

them," I choked out. "There were these—these things—wolf-faced guys. And then dogs—huge dogs. And—there was a

sharp look. "You saw

I was looking for Sara and—and she disappeared and that redhead from registration

Stop breathing like that. They can still

at

place is just some ordinary university? kid, there are corridors on this campus that you shouldn’t

his head, listening. The

Too quiet.

said. "But lucky

You—you knew they were

hint, Clark—this university isn’t a place for people like you. You were supposed to blend in. Stay in crowds. Keep your

in ever so slightly — not enough to


seen your

don’t believe in vampires or werewolves

again, his lips

don’t

again—like before—Reed yanked me by the

gently. Not like a friend helping you through a panic attack. Like someone annoyed they were once again stuck babysitting a suicidal cat who kept wandering into

My legs tried to keep up, heart pounding so loud it echoed in my ears. The distant thrum of music told me we were headed back toward the party. That should have

It didn’t.

Not even close.

were quieter now. More abandoned than before. All the excited chatter had faded, replaced with cold silence and the click-click-click of Reed’s boots

But then—

I heard it.

A sound.

Whimpering.

just around the corner behind

in my throat. It didn’t sound human. Or maybe it did, and that made it worse.

just enough to glance over my

dark. Too quiet. Like the air was thick back

But

eyes narrowed as he stared

He stared at it like he dared whatever

this time, pulling me in the opposite direction. I almost tripped over my own feet

whispered, not sure

He didn’t respond.

Didn’t have to.

posture

wasn’t for human

scanning every shadow like he was expecting

even more dangerous. The way

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