His Ruthless CravingMy Vampire Bully

Rowena's POV. 1.

Being in college should be the best time in every girl's life-like getting your first real boyfriend or when your crush surprises you with flowers. That kind of happiness. That kind of excitement.

And getting into Blue Vi College? It should've been a dream. A place filled with the elite, the powerful, and the supernatural. Vampires, witches, werewolves-you name it. A school where magic ruled the halls, and danger walked beside beauty.

But for me? It wasn't a dream. It wasn't happiness either. It was the beginning of something else entirely.

"Rowena!"

Cindy's voice rang through the break room the school cafeteria, cutting through my thoughts, even loud enough to turn a few heads. I sighed, gripping my fork tighter as I turned to see her waving from the door, her face splitting with that ridiculously cheerful grin of hers.

Somehow,I worried her cheeks would crack one day. I was just about to take another spoonful of this excuse for food – seriously, you'd think a place like Blue Vi College would have better catering to us the less people.

Sometimes I really hated being human in this supernatural school. Blue Vi was supposedly one of the best universities in New York, but it was obvious who the favorites were. My dad pulled some strings to get me in, and that wasn't the only reason why I am here. My mother's death, Brought me Here.

Here, the supernaturals lived on easy street, and for a human to even get a seat at the high table, you either had to be loaded or come from a loaded family.

I had become pretty much invisible around here. One wrong move, one slip-up, and you could open a can of serious supernatural whoop-ass. Constant bullying, being someone's errand girl, or running dirty work for the... top students.

"Rowena?" Cindy called again, her smile still plastered on her face as she hurried towards me, practically wrestling with her overflowing bag. Always a mess.

"You always do that..." she said, pointing at me with a playfully shocked expression.

"Do what?" I asked, my voice sounding flatter than I intended.

"Rowena Northwood!" Cindy snapped, her tone suddenly a little more serious.

I raised an eyebrow, waiting.

"You always isolate yourself. Like you're convinced the entire world is out to get you or something. And besides," her nose crinkled with distaste, "why are you here eating that?" She still looked ready to burst with whatever she was about to say, but I cut her off.

I gave her a blank stare. "Because I'm hungry? What else should I be doing?" I asked, my brow furrowed.

"Ugh, whatever. That's not why I came," Cindy said, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"There's drama outside. And you need to see it, and I don't think you'd want to miss the drama for... this," she said, pointing at my food with disgust on her face and excitement vibrating off her.

I arched a brow. "Drama? No way I'm going out."

"Rowena, stop being difficult. Please? Just come see the drama! it's Jason again. He's bullying some poor girl, and everyone's out there watching. Seriously, it's going to be fun to watch!" she gushed.

My grip on the fork tightened. "Jason?"

Jason Castillo.

Blue Vi College's golden prince.

"I'm not going," I said, shaking my head. "I don't care about his stupid games, and after I'm done, I have another class. So, either go watch your drama alone, or... join me... for the next class." I said flatly, crossing my arms. I turned back to my lunch immediately.

Cindy groaned. "Oh, come on! Skipping one class won't kill you Rowena! Besides, you're already the best in class, like, the top student! Just come with me already!"

"It's not about the class," I muttered. "I just don't want to waste my time watching that prick feed his god complex."

Damn it! I really didn't want to go. Especially since it involved him. Jason. The airhead, popular vampire prince of Blue Vi. If he ever went a day without tormenting some girl, I'd probably believe the world was ending. Always bullying and taunting people. He had the looks, the money, and the annoying supernatural advantage. His perfect complexion and ridiculously handsome face seemed to excuse him from every single rule.

Damn him.

I let out a heavy sigh, pressing my fingers against my temple. Cindy was relentless. Or maybe a little curiosity from me...

"Fine," I muttered, standing up. "I'll go look."

Cindy shrieked, grabbing my arm and dragging me toward the door. I barely had time to grab my bag before we stepped out of the break room and into the bright afternoon light. The moment we reached outside the break room, I knew this was a mistake.

The crowd was much, voices rising in excitement, laughter ringing through the air like a sick melody. I didn't need to see what was happening to know-Jason was at it again.

"See? Told you it'd be worth it," Cindy whispered, eyes glowing with anticipation.

I swallowed, my stomach churning as I caught sight of the scene in front of me.

A girl...she couldn't have been older than me, was on the ground, her arms trembling as she tried to push herself up. Her dress was ripped, blood smeared across her cheek, bruises already forming along her arms. She was crying.