Chapter 3 ELIZA

That sneering voice was very familiar to me.

Angelica, my previous classmate, and the daughter of the Gamma.

Contrary to her name, she was one of the cruelest werewolves in my age bracket and one of the primary sources of my misery at school. Just hearing her voice would make my body tremble as I remember the years of pain she inflicted upon me.

"Why am I this unlucky?" Angelica said, her voice was getting louder, indicating that she was getting upset.

"I already suffered looking at this trash for years! And now on the first day as a university student, she's the first one I've seen? Is someone messing with me?!"

"And you are not even moving away? You really dare to block my path?" Angelica yelled in disgust.

It has only been a few seconds when Angelica started calling me out, but our surroundings were already crowded by on-lookers. There were many students, some professors, and staff members who were curious about what was going on. And of course, most of them were watching with indifferent eyes.

In fact, some of them were even watching with delight.

Angelica was very arrogant and haughty. However, she was the daughter of the Gamma, someone that could not be crossed against. Moreover, no one would stand up for me, the unwanted hybrid who was the disgrace of the pack.

Even if Angelica decided to beat me up until I was half dead, in front of the university, no one would say anything.

No one would help me out. This much, I knew.

Thus, clenching my fists tighter, I did not say anything.

No, I could not say anything.

I could only bow my head down and look straight at my feet, bracing my body for the pain that was about to come.

True enough, just a second later, I felt a force hitting my stomach. I flinched in pain.

The blow I received was stronger than what I used to get before, and the pain was more severe. For a moment, my eyes darkened, and I felt dizzy before feeling the metallic taste of my blood in my mouth.

'Did she get stronger again?' Was my only thought as I hugged my own body and trembled in pain.

Angelica greatly despised me and loved lashing out on me. Always, she would say how disgusting I was and how she would never want to be physically in contact with me. Because of this, she never punched or kicked me. Rather, she used the aura of her wolf against me. And though her blows never completely broke my bone, the pain was so much... that I would feel my body tremble and my knees weak.

A few years ago, when she was younger, Angelica's aura was not stable and the blows I received was not too severe. Unfortunately, she had become stronger as the years went by, making her blow more unbearable, and my safety more and more questionable.

'If she attacked me again... I might really pass out...' I thought.

'Mom will get very worried,' I closed my eyes to keep a tear from falling.

Thankfully, seconds passed by, and I did not receive another blow.

'Did I go?' I bit my lower lip before secretly checking if Angelica left.

To my surprise, I saw that Angelica was still there. But instead of looking at me, her attention was with the woman beside her.

"What? Lord Keifer? The aide of our Alpha King?" Angelica asked with wide eyes.

"No way... he is really coming here?"

Suddenly, the students surrounding me loudly whispered.

"Everyone. The dean ordered that everyone should immediately report their respective classrooms. Keep the order in the university."

"This will be formally announced later, but our Alpha along with an important guest is coming," one of the professors said.

I heard gasped and whispers of excitement. And within a couple of seconds, the scattered students and staff members hurried inside the university premises, leaving me, who was still huffing from pain, crouching on the ground.

I stared at the pavement and took a deep breath while a cold sweat slowly dripped from my forehead.

I knew I should go too. But my body was still paralyzed from pain.

"I gather you are Eliza Meile? " An indifferent voice was directed at me. With difficulty, I opened my eyes and stared at the old professor who was looking at me.

"You cannot stay here," he said with a strict voice.

"I-I'm sorry, pro-professor," I spoke in between labored breathing. "I don't th-think I can... stand up," I softly added before a sliver of blood dripped from my mouth.

It seemed like... the blow that I received from Angelica gave me internal damage. I felt that my intestinal organs were twisted.

Unfortunately, the old professor's stare was not kind. He did not reply for a long time.

"Tsk."

"Madon, bring Ms. Meile to the healer so she can receive some healing pills."

"We can't let her miss her first day of class, right?" His words were kind, but the old professor's eyes were cold. Even without saying anything, I could feel his hatred towards me.

I have never seen him before, but I was not surprised by his hostility towards me.

I was used to being hated by the people who I have never met before.

Thus, I merely lowered my head again, and with difficulty, I replied to him gratefully.

"Thank you, professor," I softly told him.

I had been injured countless times before, but no one had ever tried helping me, even though he only did it out of propriety.

After all, healing pills were a luxury to me, and I was sincerely grateful for receiving them.

"Excuse me, I will carry you to the healer's place," suddenly, a man said before I felt myself being lifted.

"Ah..." Surprised, I looked at the man who had a serious look on his face while walking inside the building. Although he was walking briskly, he was holding me carefully and his actions were respectful.

"Tha-thank you... Mr. Madon..." I said, feeling embarrassed.

"I'm not Madon," the man merely replied before silently sending me to the clinic.