Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 68

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Silas’s POV

“Who ARE you?”

She took a sip of her drink, considering the question. “Someone you shoul ve left alone.”

Then she went back to chatting with her friend like I didn’t exist.

*Come on,” Kai said, pulling me toward the exit. “Let’s get out of here.”

We stumbled out into the parking lot. The cool night air hit my bare legs, making me shiver.

“So… that went well,” Kai said.

“I’m never bowling again.”

“Dude, you’re gonna be a meme, ‘Captain America Bowling Fail Guy.””

I groaned. “Don’t.”

“It’s already trending. Look.” He showed me his phone. The video had 50k views in twenty minutes. The comments were brutal.

“When you think you’re the main character but you’re actually comic relief

“Imagine getting destroyed this bad by a freshman”

“Those pizza socks though

I pushed his phone away. “I hate everything.”

Behind me, I heard someone laugh. “Captain America got wrecked!*

Another voice: “Future Beta my ass!”

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My face burned. I’d been trying to just get to Kai’s car and disappear, but those words hit me like a punch to the gut.

Future Beta.

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That’s what I was supposed to be. Dad’s been training me since I was ten. combat, strategy, pack dynamics-everything. And tonight, everyone watched me get trapped in a bowling ball return wearing nothing but my underwear.

I stopped walking.

“Silas, come on, let’s just go-” Kai grabbed my arm.

I yanked away from him. My heart was pounding, but not from fear anymore. From pure rage.

I spun around to face the crowd still hanging around the entrance, all werewolves from the pack. This was supposed to be a pack bonding night

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Oops. Wrong Girl to Bully

Chapter 68 *

Silas’s POV

“Who ARE you?

She took a sip of her drink, considering the question. “Someone you should’ve left alone.”

Then she went back to chatting with her friend like I didn’t exist.

“Come on,” Kai said, pulling me toward the exit. “Let’s get out of here.”

We stumbled out into the parking lot. The cool night air hit my bare legs, making me shiver.

“So… that went well, Kai said.

“I’m never bowling again.”

“Dude, you’re gonna be a meme. Captain America Bowling Fail Guy.”

I groaned. “Don’t.”

“It’s already trending. Look.” He showed me his phone. The video had 50k views in twenty minutes. The comments were brutal.

“When you think you’re the main character but you’re actually comic reliel

“Imagine getting destroyed this bad by a freshman

“Those pizza socks though

I pushed his phone away. “I hate everything.”

Behind me, I heard someone laugh. “Captain America got wrecked!”

Another voice: “Future Beta my ass!

My face burned. I’d been trying to just get to Kais car and disappear, but those words hit me like a punch to the gut.

Future Beta.

That’s what I was supposed to be. Dad’s been training me since I was ten combat, strategy, pack dynamics-everything. And tonight, everyone watched me get trapped in a bowling ball return wearing nothing but my underwear.

I stopped walking.

“Silas, come on, let’s just go- Kai grabbed my arm.

I yanked away from him. My heart was pounding, but not from fear anymore. From pure rage.

I spun around to face the crowd still hanging around the entrance, all werewolves from the pack. This was supposed to be a pack bonding night

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-bowling with our own kind, no humans around.

And now they were all staring at me like I was some joke.

*You wanna see something actually impressive? My voice came out louder than I expected, echoing across the parking lot.

The laughter died down. People looked curious now.

“Silas, what are you doing?” Kai hissed behind me.

I ignored him. “I’m not just some clown who gets stuck in bowling alleys!

My chest was heaving. I could feel my wolf pushing against my skin, angry, ready.

“I already awakened!”

The silence was immediate. Complete.

Someone whispered: “Wait, what?*

“Silas, dude, you said you wanted to keep it secret- Kai tried to grab my arm again.

I shoved him off. “I don’t care anymore! I’m tired of everyone thinking I’m useless!”

I pointed at the crowd, my hand shaking with adrenaline. “I awakened two weeks ago! I’m fifteen!”

The whispers started immediately.

“Fifteen?”

“That’s impossible-

“Most people don’t awaken until sixteen or seventeen-”

“Is he lying?”

“Maybe he hit his head in there-

My jaw clenched. “You think I’m lying? I’ll prove it right now!”

My right hand started to hurt. Not the bad kind of hurt-the good kind. The kind that meant my wolf was coming through.

I focused on my hand, like Wesley taught me. Control. Precision. Just the hand, nothing else.

The bones cracked and shifted. My fingers stretched longer, knuckles popping as they reformed. My nails pushed out, growing into sharp claws that caught the parking lot lights, Gray fur sprouted across my knuckles and the back of my hand.

It hurt. God, it hurt. My forehead was sweating, and I could feel the veins bulging in my neck from the effort. Partial shifting was way harder than full shifting-you had to hold your wolf back while letting just one part through.

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But I did it.

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I held up my transformed hand, claws gleaming. “See? This real enough for you?“

“Holy shit!

‘He actually awakened!”

“Look at that control-

“My brother didn’t learn partial shifting until he was nineteen!”

This kid’s fifteen and he can already do it?”

The voices washed over me, and for the first time tonight, I felt something other than humiliation.

I felt powerful.

I turned my clawed hand, letting everyone see it clearly. “This is real strength! Not whatever party tricks you guys thought were cool!”

My eyes found Aria in the crowd. She was standing near her car with Mia, looking completely unbothered. Like she couldn’t care less about

what I was doing.

That pissed me off even more.

“And that’s not all,” I said, staring right at her. “My wolf has a special ability. Spatial manipulation!”

The crowd went completely silent again.

“I can move objects without touching them. Watch.”

I extended my clawed hand toward an empty Coke can sitting on the ground about fifteen feet away. I focused on it, feeling that weird tugging

sensation in my chest that meant my power was working.

The can wobbled.

Then it shot toward me, flying through the air and landing in my palm.

I squeezed. The can crumpled like paper in my claws, metal screeching.

“Oh my God-”

“Spatial manipulation?!”

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