I walked out of the hospital on the third day. By then my wound had healed and blood had stopped running out of my back. I was a bit relieved and hence could face my proprietor who was waiting for me in the staff quarter.
As I walked past the corridors of the school, Kayla, Amanda, and three other wolves came to my front.
"Hey, boyfriend snatcher! Congratulations, you are alive." Kayla said in disgust.
I dismissed the affront and kept moving towards the staff quarters but I was stopped again.
"Are you mad? Don't you see us standing?" Amanda resounded a hot slap across my face, causing me to dizzy.
"What's my business with you guys, let me be!" I screamed at the top of my voice even though I had not enough strength yet while they laughed at me.
"You have begun to grow a liver, hasn't it? You have been chosen as the Luna of two packs. Now you can raise your voice at us." Kayla held me by my hair and said, causing me to grunt in pain.
"You are nothing but a seductress, bitch." Kayla resounded a hot slap across my face again. Then I was kicked and I fell on the floor.
"Hey, let that girl come over here!" The proprietor whispered from the top roof of the school.
As if the school proprietor was in support of the bully, he did not even bother to caution the she-wolves. Bullying a low Omega She-wolf was a norm on the Moon even if he hid it as the proprietor.
I moved up to the staff quarters with tears all over my face. I knew his judgment on this matter would be hectic and unfavorable as I was a low Omega She-wolf who did not have a family.
I hung her head low, knowing all too well what was coming. My heart pounded as I waited for my proprietor's arrival. I had messed up big time and there was no excuse for what had happened. I was blamed for everything that happened that day from the beginning to the end as the school had never recorded such before.
The school had been in disarray, with broken windows and overturned desks scattered throughout the classrooms since that day and it was all my fault. I had allowed two Alphas to lust after me and that was why I was called a seductress.
I stood there, waiting for my punishment. I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I had let down my fellow students and my proprietor, who had also warned me times without numbers.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. My proprietor had arrived. I lifted my head to face him, but could barely meet his gaze.
He scoffed as he looked at me, his eyes full of disgust. "You call yourself a werewolf?" He spat, causing me to shiver on my spot.
"You are nothing but a bunch of seductress and whore. I have been in this school for the past 16 years and I haven't witnessed such coronation in my entire life"
I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of my proprietor. I knew I had made a mistake and I was prepared to face the consequences.
My proprietor continued to berate me, his words cutting deeper with each insult. I knew I deserved it, but it didn't make it any easier to hear.
Finally, my proprietor delivered the news I had been dreading.
"You're suspended for three months at school."
My heart sank as I realized the big task ahead of me. I was told to leave the school premises to a place I had no idea of. I would technically be killed if I moved an inch out of the pack. My life was at stake, especially when the black rogues were now haunting me around like flies around dungs.
Nonetheless, I thought of the woods. That was the only place I could hide my head. The black rogues would not come to a place like the wood but definitely I would meet some wild animals there which only a wolf could kill. I am wolfless, so what do you expect of me?
I moved out of the place with tears all over my face. As soon as I got out of the place, I saw my bag on the floor.
"Hey, seductress. That's your bag. You don't need to stress yourself going home," Serah said as she pointed at my bag on the floor. The students burst into laughter.
I picked up my bag and walked out of the place with tears all over my face while other students clapped hands behind me jestfully.
As I walked away from the school, I knew I would never forgive myself for what had happened. I had learned a hard lesson and I was determined to make things right. No matter what it took.