Trapped In His Embrace - A Werewolf Romance [ON HOLD] - Chapter 1

•Solana•

~TRIGLAV SCHOOL~

I blink behind the big glasses I wear that is big enough to swallow my small face

It is much needed.

My brown hair flows at the direction of the cool wind as I contemplate if this university degree is necessary or I’m just good opening a coffee shop and live my life in peace.

Solana Ruiz [FL]

Enough dreaming. This is a different world. Things work differently here. Like getting a clearance from campus before you are allowed to roam without parental permission so shut up and deal with it.

That’s right. I have been surviving for good eighteen years in this world of werewolves and vampires.

With right cautious steps, I’m sure I’d be fine until my adulthood.

That’s the pep talk I have to myself when I see a dark hole in my future.

Sweet

Solana Ruiz [FL]

Hello. Can I know where is the enrollment session?

The lady with glasses bigger than mine stares me down with her authority.

Working People

“New enrollment?”

I nod

Working People

Go straight and turn right. The second door to your left. All new admissions are there

I nod and thank her before going the way she instructed.

I enter a noisy class where papers and some stuff flying here and there.

Probably the boys trying to impress the girls. I walk to the end of the hall and sit in the dark where I’m not easily seen.

Crossing my hands on the table, I lay my head on my arms and watch out the horizon through the floor length window.

My mind plays my old memories.

Memories from my last life.

I’m not sure how it worked

I remember closing my eyes after a very content day with my family. I knew I wouldn’t survive.

I had pancreatic cancer. It was found a little late so there was not much we could do about it. I died young, but I didn’t have any regrets.

I completed my studies. Took care of my family who loved me equally as much.

Won the best businesswoman award and was first until the last day I closed my eyes.

But I’m sure my mom was sad. I didn’t have a guy I cherished and never fell in love. She said it was a beautiful feeling.

I understood where she came from, because dad loved her just as much, she loved him.

I did wish for love like that, but never fret because what I had was just perfect.

Love and care from my friends and family made up for all the love a lover could have given me.

When I opened my eyes again, I was an infant.

Growing up, I realised this is a different world, and this was my second life.

What surprised me was the memories and knowledge I had from my last life. In order to survive, I coped with all the knowledge I had from my last life and it was helpful.

I was born an orphan in the werewolf territory so I was labelled as a werewolf.

But since young I was called the freak. One, when I grew up, I had silver hair.

Two, I never mingled or understood the animal instinct that comes with being a werewolf.

Like the strong hearing or sense of smell.

All these made me a freak.

Living my past life as a human, I thought these differences are because I’m simply human.

Although, I knew that is a crime in this werewolf world, I couldn’t have been so wrong.

At the age of five, I discovered I could talk to animals. Not talk talk, but I could understand them.

And when I was bullied or alone in the orphanage, the land and trees were my friends.

The branches would move and cradle me in lonely nights and somehow the bullies would trip before they got to hurt me.

I started studying and found another secret of my birth. Life couldn’t get any worse.

I was a witch

If any soul finds that out, I would be burnt alive

So, I learnt to live in shadows.

I learnt about potions and spells in secret and changed my hair colour and hid my face with bangs and glasses.

I’d rather be called a nerd, than be burnt for simply being born this way.

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Hey!

A slam on my table shook me out of my stupor. Damn it! I didn’t need this early morning.

Raising my head, a pretty brown eyes stared into mine. The girl is very beautiful, but she looks like the exact illustration of the mean girls.

Jennifer Fernendez [Novel FL]

You’re new here? I’ve never seen you around

She raises a brow and gives me a look over,

Jennifer Fernendez [Novel FL]

Or heard of you. Care to introduce yourself?

I gulp. Not in fear, but at the prospect of being targeted by a rich and powerful kids.

Being bullied means getting attention. That is not something I’m aiming for

Solana Ruiz [FL]

I’m new here

I look around, unsure what to tell her.

Jennifer Fernendez [Novel FL]

I figured. What is your name?

She asks with a tilt of her head

Solana Ruiz [FL]

Solana. Solana Ruiz

My reply comes out in a whisper and I fix my bangs on my forehead so my face is covered.

Jennifer Fernendez [Novel FL]

Solana. Hmm. Nice name. I’m Jennifer. Daughter of Beta Zayn Fernendez

She holds out her hand with a smirk

F*cking h*ll! I had to catch the beta’s daughter eyes. I’m so damn sure I am her new toy for our first year.

? ? ?

Leave the new kid alone, Jen.

I look through my lashes and see a handsome boy around my age.

He flings his arm around Jennifer’s shoulder as he stands in front of my table.

Lovely, if it wasn’t enough, the Alpha’s son had to join the fun too.

Ezekial Ambrose

The next heir to the no.1 werewolf pack. The Red Moon Pack.

And here I was wondering why all of their names are familiar.

Of-f*cking-course.

They are all the next heir and big name in the pack.

There is also a rumour that Jennifer would be the next Luna of the pack as she is the childhood sweetheart of Ezekial and also because of her noble bloodline.

Why is this happening to me?

Ezekiel Ambrose [Novel ML]

Hey, new kid. Where are you from? Neighbouring pack? Never seen you here?

Jennifer Fernendez [Novel FL]

That’s exactly what I asked

Jennifer says, deadpan and turns her attention back to me.

I see her lean closer to Ezekial even though she smacked Ezekial’s arm on her shoulder which he tactically ignores.

First day in Triglav School, and I do not see the bright future people told me about. Is it too late to open my coffee shop without a degree?