All Chapters of Not my spec: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Lila’s pov I sat alone in a quiet corner of the cafeteria, staring at the other kids chatting and having fun at the other tables as I thought about how it all started. How I had found myself trapped in this place. It all went back to the day of the Moon Ceremony. Once again, I had dragged myself out in front of the pack, desperately hoping to shift. Ever since I turned thirteen, I had faithfully attended the ritual year after year, and every single time I had hoped I will shift, wolf out and finally feel among the pack, like I belonged but nothing happened. There were moments when I wanted nothing more than to hide away and skip the ceremony entirely, but the raw curiosity of how it feels to belong always pulled me back. I wanted so badly to experience it. I wanted to know what it finally felt like to wolf out. I had heard everyone talk about it, even the youngest kids in the pack. After their first transformation, they all sat and talked about the experience. It sounded like

Aiden’s pov “Leaving so soon?” Mathew threw his arms around me handing me another bottle. “Come on!!” He teased me playfully and I reluctantly took it from him. The boys cheered me. The music was loud and banging, I could smell the heat off everyone’s sweat soaked body as sharp as ever, it filled the room. Everyone was dancing and It was already late hour. I stayed with them but my mind was fixed on the consequences of my actions. “Just one more bottle…one more”. I told them using my finger as an indication and they cheered on. After the last bottle, we headed home. Mathew’s driver was already waiting outside. They were all drunk while I was the only one sober. I had to be. As he drove home, I asked him to stop two blocks away from my home. I didn’t want to be seen by anyone, I had my own plans of how to get inside the house without being noticed. “See you later captain!!” Mathew hailed me and the other boys joined him in joyful shouts as they drove off. I walked ove

Lila’s pov It was finally time to go home. I stood up, slinging my bag over my shoulder, but I wasn’t in a hurry, I lingered in a corner to watch the crowd stream out of the school building. It was as if I were invisible. No one noticed the new girl. It seemed like everyone had a friend, a partner, or someone to lean on, while I was entirely alone. But I didn't care. I had always been alone. I couldn't wait to get back to my soft bed. The apartment they had given me was small but cozy, and I loved the plush mattress. There were other teenagers living in the area, too, and even though I never spoke to them, I didn't really feel lonely. Finally, everyone was gone, enjoying the peace and quiet of the still afternoon air. I dragged my feet along the pavement, one hand tucked into my baggy shorts and the other gripping the strap of the school bag slung over my shoulder. From a distance, I noticed a figure standing near the gate. It looked masculine, like a male figure. As I drew close