The Alphas Forbidden Hybrid his to protect

DRASA'S POV

"Watch where you're going" Someone laughed as they pushed past me in the hallway, the force of their shoulder knocking into me almost making me stumble.

I stared at the boy who flipped me off before he walked off, laughing with his friends.

Fuck them.

I was utterly aware of the stares that people gave me and it was just my first day at school here. It was a no brainer about how I felt already on my first day here.

Terrible.

No, that was an understatement. This was living hell on earth and I seriously decided to question my life decisions the second I step foot in this college a few hours ago.

Using a hand to adjust the strap of my bag, I continued walking forward, refusing to meet the eyes of those who stared which was literally everyone and I tried to block out the voices of those who were barely trying to hush themselves.

"Silver hair? Ew" a girl to my left whispered to her friend as I walked past them, cringing at her words.

A part of me wanted to lash out and confront her but something told me I would be doing nothing but harm to myself so I refused to let myself get riled up by her stupid words.

She seemed to be expecting a reaction from me but when I just walked past her, she scoffed a little more loudly to her friend and I could feel her gaze on my back. "Weirdo"

Weirdo? I'd been called worse. I had endured enough shit to last for years. Stand up for myself? I would get killed. I was different, it was something I had come to accept over the years. With silver hair and onyx eyes that was far from common amongst werewolves, I knew why they all tended to look down on me and call me names. 

In this world, I could never let them know my true heritage. I could never let anyone know that I was a half werewolf and half witch, they would kill me which meant I had to lay low and just survive through my years here.

A shoulder pushed past me and I stumbled slightly at the sudden jolt. Gasping, I looked up ready to apologize when I found myself staring into the bluest eyes I had ever seen and for a moment, I just stood there, my bag clutched closely to my chest like a second skin.

The boy had a mask around the lower half of his face but his eyes stood out like beacons and they were staring at me in confusion.

Oh.

"Are you okay?" He looked me over in one short glance and I immediately cleared my throat.

"Yeah" I croaked.

He wasn't looking at me again and immediately, I recognized that standoffish behavior.

Elite.

"Watch where you're going" He barely spared me another glance before he walked off.

Shit. He was hot and the fact that he hadn't said anything about my hair made me smile despite myself. Or maybe he just didn't care enough.

"Miss Rurik?" A soft voice broke me out of my spiralling thoughts and I realized that I was at the door to the class, right in front of a teacher who was staring at me with a frozen smile.

"Drasa" I jerked slightly and muttered, adjusting the strap of my bag again as I looked down at my feet suddenly while I tried to calm my racing heart.

I wanted to know who that boy was for some reason.