Chapter 1

In one of the crowded corridors of an American university, students were going to their classrooms to attend another lecture.

One of them was me. Nova Alstar. A 185 cm tall girl with dark brown, almost black hair, tied in a ponytail, reaching below my shoulder blades. I have jet-black eyes full of light, hidden behind a pair of plain glasses that I only wear at school.

Just for the sake of appearance.

I looked like one of the average girls at university.

With a few books in my backpack, I entered one of the classrooms, which was filling up quickly. I found a free seat and, without looking around like the rest of my peers, I took out my notebook and the book I needed. A few minutes later the professor came in. He checked attendance and then started his lecture. I wrote down the most important things that could show up on a future exam.

The rest of the day was spent changing classrooms and listening to the remaining lectures. As always I was accosted by one of the greatest "lady" at the university, Vallentina.

A short, blonde beauty with huge tits and a prominent ass that every male in school was staring at. She had disgustingly pink lips and blue eyes hidden under a storm of glued eyelashes.

To me, she looked like some fake Barbie doll, but apparently that's who most of the men gathered here liked.

Her friends, or 'servants' as I liked to call them, were as artificial as she was. Too much makeup and skimpy clothes didn't help.

For some reason, they found me to be the pushover at this school, which was starting to bore me. But they didn't know that I knew their secret.

They were young werewolves going to human school. But they didn't know that I was like them.

For some reason I was able to hide this fact. None of the werewolves that went to this school were able to smell me, which was perfect for me. I'd rather not know what they would do if they knew I was one of them and I didn't belong to any of the packs.

So I heard something about my clothes, appearance and behavior. When they finally finished making fun of me, they went their way and I went mine.

After classes, as always for several years, or rather since I was a child, I went to training. Hiding my wolf and living outside the pack, I had to learn to fight in my own way.

I learned various martial arts and the best thing was that my teacher didn't mess with me. In part, perhaps, because he was a lone wolf who chose to live in silence among humans. Once I knew I could trust him, I told him about myself and he happily took me under his wings. Needless to say, he was one of the best fighters and I was slowly starting to cause problems for him.

Twice a week we would go together to uninhabited areas and run around transformed into our wolves. In terms of speed and agility, I was better than him. But he had years of being a fighter behind him and was always able to take me down one way or another.

I didn't get beaten up for nothing. My technique was getting better and better, and thanks to me, he also stayed in shape.

With a slight smile, I entered the building and went straight to the locker room. I changed into comfortable workout clothes and went to the gym.

"Oh, Nova, there you are. Come here quickly. I have another sparring partner for you" A man in his 40s called to me. I glanced at the well-built, tall man staring at me in disbelief.

"I have to practice with her? After all, she will collapse after a few seconds" The stranger laughed. I looked at my trainer, said a short "warm-up" and went to stretch in the corner.

I knew these types all too well. They thought that as a girl, I wouldn't last long. The trainer liked to do such shows for overconfident "gentlemen" whose pride did not allow them to show themselves again during his classes. I entered the ring and monotonously looked one last time at the man's untouched face. 

"Stan, how much can I beat him?" I asked the coach, not taking my eyes off the threatening face of my opponent at these words.

"No fractures" He said briefly, setting the stopwatch. Yes, stopwatch. In this way, he checked how quickly I could not only knock down my opponent but also damage him beautifully by controlling my strength. After all, I was much stronger than ordinary people. 

"Let's see who will beat whom, girl" The man threatened, rushing towards me. I quickly blocked his right hook and punched him in the solar plexus with my left fist. I grabbed his right arm and threw him over me.

Without letting go of his hand, I twisted it behind his back so that he was lying with his chest on the mat. I pressed my knee on his spine until he groaned in pain. I let go of him and stood up, giving him a chance to strike again.

The angry guy stood up, breathing heavily, and swung at me again. This time, blocking his blow, I kicked him sharply in the left side, quickly turned behind him and kicked him in the crook of his knee from my heel. The man knelt on his hurting knee with a groan. Then I put a hook on him and choked him "gently".

Well, actually he drifted away. I released him gently until he fell to the mat. I looked at the coach with questioning eyes.

"Not bad. Apart from the fact that you gave him a chance to attack again, the total time was 34 seconds" He said, looking at the stopwatch. I nodded in satisfaction.

"Good enough. So now maybe you'll honor me with your presence and we'll start the real training" I smiled cockily at Stan.

The man sighed, took off his sweatshirt and stepped onto the mat. As he turned his head from side to side, you could hear the bones cracking. 

"So be it. I was a bit lazy today. I could use some exercise. Let's just put him aside so that he doesn't get tangled under our feet" He looked at the pathetic man. 

After dragging him into a corner, my real training began. About two hours and two drinking breaks later, we were both sweating profusely and panting heavily. Neither of us wanted to give up and let the other win.

"You're getting better. I'll have to learn from you soon" He said, drinking a liter bottle of water at once.

"Thanks, you're fine too" I joked. "I'm going to take a shower, I start work in an hour"

I waved to the trainer and went to change. Half an hour later, I was walking towards the bar where I worked the night shift. When I got inside, I had already recovered a bit from the hard training. In the changing room I met three other waitresses working the same shift.

"Hey, Nova. How is it going? Ready for another fighting night?" A short blonde with green eyes asked with a smile.

"You can count on me, Annie. As always" I replied.

"Don't forget about us" Added a medium-height brunette, pointing to herself and the other blonde.

"Yes, yes, I will protect you as always. You have nothing to worry about" I confirmed. 

"Besides, Tom and Jimmy are also working today, so we are fully staffed" I added.

The bar I worked at was famous for rich guys causing trouble from time to time, thinking they could get away with anything.

However, the club's policy allowed employees to defend themselves against intrusions. And that's why the girls working with me on the night shift counted on my help. I had very good hearing and eyes around my head, so I could quickly see when things were getting dangerous for them.

Tom and Jimmy were bartenders and were also able to protect the other waitresses, but they didn't always realize quickly enough what was happening behind the bar. The job was not easy but was paid really well. And I needed money to support myself, to ease my aunt's burden at least a little.

Dressed and ready, we went to the main hall and prepared tables and glasses. There were also several rooms reserved for VIPs, which had to be thoroughly prepared. The atmosphere in the club started to heat up around 9 p.m. That's when the busiest time started and rich assholes started arriving.

The alcohol was flowing in liters, the music was playing full house, the dancers were moving seductively on their platforms.

And me? I squeezed through people, trying to get to the designated tables. Surprisingly, today was calm and nothing or no one caused any major problems that required intervention.

Around 1 o'clock, after a short break, Tom told me to go serve room number 2. Our VIP rooms were numbered from 1 to 8.

I got a few different kinds of alcohol on a tray and went to the room. I knocked twice and walked in with my head bowed, not looking at the guests. I walked over to the table and placed the bottles on the table. I picked up the already emptied ones and various rubbish lying on the table and left.

Some time later, I received another order, this time for room number 7. As I approached the door, I could already feel them.

Wolves.

I took a deep breath and knocked twice before going inside. I tried not to draw attention to myself by avoiding eye contact. Everyone was busy with themselves. I put down the alcohol and was about to leave when I heard the high-pitched voice of the person I least wanted to meet.

"Nova! What a surprise! Who would have thought that someone like you worked here" Vallentina exclaimed sarcastically.

Trying not to engage in conversation with the pain in the ass, I nodded and grabbed the door handle to leave.

"Wait! Why do you want to run away so quickly? You should at least say hello and meet my boyfriend. Liam is a real Alpha" She said, having no idea that I knew exactly what she was talking about. One of the guys blocked my exit and told me to turn around. 

AAAaaa..... it was so peaceful. I thought, slowly turning around and looking at the pink Barbie and her Ken. But when I looked into his eyes, my wolf cried out.

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