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.

the

knew I was

the lecture room? Had they sent

a God I wasn’t sure even

The scratching stopped.

— right


"You smell like fear."

squeezed my eyes

long pause. Then slow footsteps again, fading. A beat passed. Then

Was it gone?

Was it—

SLAM!

door burst open and I screamed, falling out. I thrashed

"kid?"

My eyes snapped open.

Reed.

me with an annoyed look, arms folded, his yellowish-ringed eyes glowing faintly in the flickering

grabbing me by the arm and

wouldn’t come out. My mouth opened and shut like a


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

these—these things—wolf-faced guys. And then dogs—huge dogs. And—there was a girl. A

me a sharp look. "You saw

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

"You’re panicking. Stop breathing like that. They can still

blinked at him.

in. "You think this place is just some ordinary university? kid, there are corridors on this campus that you shouldn’t exist.

turned his head, listening. The hall

Too quiet.

shouldn’t be helping you," he said. "But lucky you, I’m sentimental when

knew they were

you one hint, Clark—this university isn’t a place for people like you. You were supposed to

tightly, his nails digging in ever so slightly — not enough to break skin, but enough to send


They’ve seen your face. They’ve smelled your

in vampires or

close again, his lips barely an inch

they don’t

by the hand and started

a panic attack. Like someone annoyed they were once

so loud it echoed in my ears. The

It didn’t.

Not even close.

the excited chatter had faded,

But then—

I heard it.

A sound.

Whimpering.

just around the corner behind

and that made it worse. That breathy, wet sound of someone—or something—crying, or gasping through

just enough to

Too dark. Too quiet. Like the

But

eyes narrowed as he stared down the

at it like he dared whatever was behind the corner to come

the opposite direction. I almost tripped over my own

whispered, not sure I wanted an

He didn’t respond.

Didn’t have to.

posture said:

that wasn’t for

predator himself—shoulders tense, eyes scanning every shadow

even more dangerous. The way his

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