Claww_Dina

(WSA NEWBIE ENTRY 2025)
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"You can’t hide from me forever" 

Adrian Blackwood, the ruthless Alpha of Ravenshire High, has everything—power, respect, and a reputation that makes even the strongest shifters submit. 

But when a new student arrives, something about him feels… off. Too slender. Too soft. Too familiar.  

Fiona Evans is playing a dangerous game. Disguised as a boy, she must blend in, keep her secret, and avoid drawing attention—especially from Adrian. 

But fate is cruel, and after one accidental kiss, the Alpha is obsessed.  

"I’ve been watching you."  
"Y-You’re imagining things."  
"Am I?"  

The more Adrian pushes, the harder Fiona fights to keep her secret buried. But when sparks fly and instincts take over, she realizes one terrifying truth:  

You can’t trick fate.  

And you can’t escape an Alpha who’s already claimed you as his.

The Enemy Who Loves Me

What—put me down!" I yelped, but I didn't really mean it.

He ignored me, striding through the club like I weighed nothing.

Outside, his sleek black car was already waiting. Adrian set me into the passenger seat before sliding in beside me.

"Sir, where to?" the driver asked, curiosity in his tone.

Adrian glanced at me. "Where do you live?"

I hesitated. Then, quietly, I admitted, "I… I don't have one."

Great. Drunk Fiona was ruining everything.

I mumbled my new shabby address. Adrian didn't question it—he simply nodded.

The drive was quiet. But I felt him watching me.

I turned my head, meeting his gaze. "What?"

Adrian smirked. "Nothing. You just look… easy to bully."

I scowled. What does that even mean?!

Minutes later, the car slowed to a stop. Panic shot through me.

Shit. What if my fake parents saw me like this?

I scrambled out before I could be questioned. But at the last second—

Leaning into the open window, I pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

For the first time, I caught him off guard.

Then, before I could see his reaction, I bolted inside, heart hammering.

I might never forget the way Adrian Morreti looked at me tonight.

"Sir, should we go?" the driver asked, his voice hesitant, probably because he noticed I hadn't taken my eyes off the house.

"Wait," I said, my tone sharp, gaze locked on the door.

I needed to make sure she went inside safely.

A walking disaster wrapped in a mystery. And for some reason, I cared.

Just as she disappeared inside, my phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Annoyed, I answered without checking the caller ID. "Who is this? Where did you get my number?"

A pause. Then a hesitant voice stammered, "Uh… ehmm…"

I clenched my jaw. "Ehmm, what?"

The girl flinched at my tone. "It's about your friend, Josh. He's drunk. Really drunk."

I sighed, already regretting picking up. "Where?"

I shut my eyes briefly. Damn it.

"Fine. I'm coming." I ended the call, already irritated.

"Back to the club," I ordered the driver.

"Yes, sir." The car pulled away smoothly.

Leaning back, I ran a hand through my hair. First Fiona, now Josh. This night just kept getting worse.

My jaw tightened as my mind drifted back to her—the way she had turned back at the last second, the way her lips had brushed my cheek before she ran inside, leaving behind a scent that still clung to my skin.

The car slowed to a stop in front of the club.

"We're here, sir," the driver announced.

The bouncers immediately opened the doors for me. Good. At least someone knew not to waste my time.

I strode inside, ignoring the flashing lights, the reek of alcohol, and the desperate attempts of women trying to catch my attention.

CHAPTER 9