Her Hidden Identity: Make the Bullies Crumble

Shift class was a dreaded part of my school day. The class was designed to help young wolves learn to control their shifts and harness the power within them. But for me, it was nothing more than a public spectacle, a chance for everyone to mock the fact that I still couldn’t shift.

I stood at the back of the room, hoping to blend into the background as the instructor called out names for the next demonstration. But of course, blending in wasn’t an option when Grayson was in the same class.

I saw him out of the corner of my eye, his face twisted in a hateful sneer as he stalked toward me.

"Aren’t you going to join?" Grayson’s voice was low, dripping with malice. "Oh wait, you can’t shift. How could a pathetic creature like you bring me such humiliation? My wolf abandoned me for the past week. I can’t shift. I can’t fight. All because of you!"

His words hit me like a physical blow, but I refused to flinch. My anger flared, causing my eyes to shift to a bright, shining bluish silver—the unmistakable sign of my rage. And yet, I immediately concealed it before he could notice.

"Perhaps if you were half the man your father is, we wouldn’t be having this conversation," I retorted, my voice icy. "So, I suggest you back off before you embarrass yourself any further."

"How dare you?" Grayson snarled, taking a threatening step toward me.

He was about to hurt me when suddenly, a figure shadowed mine. That was Leon!

He faced Grayson, his eyes seething with anger.

"L-Leon..." I said, surprised.

"I'm not just going to watch him hurt you," he whispered as he eyed Grayson once again.

When I peaked, the Alpha's son smirked upon looking at my friend with eyes almost unreadable.

"Oh? The outcasts are hanging out again? You think you can protect her with that frail body?" He mocked Leon and the next thing I knew, he was already punching my poor friend.

I gasped in shock and tried to come in between but Leon, who had lost his temper, punched Grayson back with the same intensity. I could not believe it, and seeing how angry he was, something in the air shifted. I didn't know if I was imagining it, but I must be seeing things out of shock.

But then again... I must be really imagining things indeed because he collapsed again, saying his stomach hurt.

But didn't Grayson punch his face?

"Grayson! What is this again? If you don’t step away from them this instant, I will postpone your ascension to Alpha for another year," Alpha Amir came and commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Grayson froze, his eyes wide with shock. "What!? You mean I won’t become Alpha even after I find my mate? You can’t do that!" His voice was desperate, pleading.

"I can, and I will, Grayson. Don’t test me," Alpha Amir replied sternly. "You’re dangerously close to forcing me to make that announcement."

Grayson’s face twisted with rage, but he knew better than to defy his father. With a final glare in my direction, he stormed off, leaving the room in a tense silence. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling within me. Slowly, my eyes returned to their normal grey.

In the next class, I felt a presence beside me. It was Leon, whose cheek was a little swollen. But then, as I looked at him, I noticed that the purplish part was a little bit powdery. I wonder what did he put on his wound?

He was dressed in his usual nerdy clothes, his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, making him look like the unassuming bookworm everyone thought he was.

"Are you okay?" Leon asked, his voice soft and concerned.

I nodded, managing a small smile. "I’m fine... You're hurt because of me. And you weren’t even there on my birthday." I couldn’t keep the hurt out of my voice.

Leon’s expression softened, and he reached into his bag, pulling out a familiar chocolate bar. "I’m sorry, Sky. I had somewhere important to go. Also, I could not just watch that jerk bully you. But I have your favorite chocolate bar right here. Belated happy birthday, silly girl," he said, handing it to me with a sheepish grin.

I took the chocolate, feeling a bit of the tension ease from my shoulders. "Thank you, Leon," I whispered, touched by the simple gesture.