Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever-Chapter 13 The Event

SOPHIA’S POV

Monday mornings at the elementary school were what I lived for. My wolf stretched lazily inside me.

She felt relaxed for the first time in days as I unpacked supplies in the nurse’s room. This place always calmed me.

Humans didn’t realize how much wolves responded to environments. Peace made us peaceful. Noise made us restless.

The hallway buzzed with the kids’ voices. Kids running, teachers calling after them, lockers slamming.

I heard every sound with my werewolf sensitivity, but instead of overwhelming me, it made me smile. I stepped out with my small medical kit and began making my rounds.

"Miss Sophia!" little Grace shouted, running up to me with two missing front teeth and pigtails bouncing as she moved. "Look! I lost another tooth!"

Her excitement felt like sunshine.

"That means you’re practically a wolf warrior now," I teased, tapping her nose. She giggled and ran off again.

Another child tugged on my sleeve. "Miss Sophia, Jacob scraped his knee during morning playtime!"

I knelt down. "Where is he?"

"He’s hiding because it ’hurts too much’," the little girl whispered dramatically.

I laughed and followed her to the playground. Jacob was behind the swings, holding his knee like he had survived a battlefield.

"Jacob," I said gently, "can I see?"

"No," he sniffled. "It’s bad."

"Well, lucky for you," I said, "I’m very good at fixing ’bad’ knees."

He let me clean and patch the scrape, wincing only a little.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"You’re welcome, sweetheart."

By noon, I had treated headaches, stomachaches, a sprained wrist, two loose teeth, and one dramatic meltdown from a boy who insisted that his missing pencil meant the world was ending.

It was a tiring but good day.

During lunch break, I was called to the principal’s office.

The principal, Mrs. Chelley, sat behind her desk with her glasses low on her nose.

"Sophia," she said warmly, "I have a favor to ask of you."

My wolf perked up. We were both curious.

"There’s a charity event happening this Friday," she explained. "Some of the teachers are helping with logistics, and we’re short-staffed. Would you be willing to supervise a second-grade class temporarily during the event?"

I smiled. "Of course. I’d love to help."

She looked relieved. "Thank you. I knew I could count on you."

*

Friday came quicker than I expected.

The school gym was transformed into something bright and festive.

Banners hung from the walls. Tables were filled with art projects, little craft boxes shaped like hearts and stars.

Children wore matching shirts with the school’s logo, and parents came in with excitement. I stood beside the second graders. My wolf was alert but comfortable as the kids moved around happily.

They tugged my sleeves and asked questions. Some showed me their handmade decorations, and I giggled nonstop at how ridiculous but cute it was.

"Miss Sophia, does this look good?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Miss Sophia, can I add glitter?"

"Miss Sophia, he stole my ribbon!"

"Yes. Yes. Yes." I told all of them.

I calmed fights, passed out supplies, tied ribbons, kept kids from eating glue, and answered endless questions. And yet, I enjoyed every minute.

Their voices were loud, but their hearts were pure. My wolf always softened around innocence.

When the performances began, I guided the children to their seats.

Everything was going smoothly.

Then one of the teachers tapped the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, before we continue, we would like to acknowledge the generous donor who funded today’s charity event. Please give a warm welcome to-"

I didn’t hear the name immediately.

Because the moment I turned to speak to another teacher, my wolf froze. Completely froze. My senses got stronger, as if the air had shifted. A familiar scent hit me.

My heart stopped. I looked up.

Damien was standing on the stage.

His presence filled the entire room, even though he said nothing yet. His Alpha aura hit the crowd ...hard.

People straightened instantly. Even humans felt it without understanding why.

I couldn’t breathe for a moment.

Why was he here? What was he doing here of all places?

Our eyes met across the gym.

My wolf howled inside me in confusion and something dangerously close to longing. His expression didn’t shift, not even a bit, but his eyes locked on mine like he’d scented me the moment he walked in.

The children around me kept talking, tugging at my hands, but I couldn’t hear them anymore.

All I saw... was him.

And all he looked at... was me.