**Cassie's POV**
MIGHT BE THAT I AM OVERLY SENSITIVE AS A RESULT OF WHAT I SAW. I observed him in the company of that recognizable woman. I am familiar with her because, at one time, I fancied myself like her. It is unknown why she moved to the other territory with her family, but she was a well-known figure in this alliance before she disappeared. She took her family with her.
To tell you the truth, the day in question is the day on which I can finally take a breath. When we were both in college, I observed Kaiden's attraction to that particular woman. I am able to recall that day, and even today, it is as clear as day in my mind as it was back then. Before becoming an official relationship, Kaiden and that girl went on a number of dates together.
Obviously, I am one of those people that cheers from the audience, but little do they realize that I am actually perishing on the inside. I have a lot of love for my closest friend at the time. He is the only person who can comprehend what I am saying. I am not known for my outgoing nature. It doesn't take much for me to feel uncomfortable and miserable around people or werewolves that are attempting to be my friend.
The events that took place before immediately flooded my thoughts like a flashback. It was the moment of my life when I was in college. I have no choice but to reside in a dorm room because the pack territory is located on the mountain, and Clayland is the only area in the world that has a university.
It's been some time since I became accustomed to interacting with people in general. They are such fascinating creatures; but, despite the fact that they are fascinating, I am not able to put all of my faith in them.
Kaiden is the only other person in this world that I can put my faith in. I'm sorry to hear that, doesn't it stink? However, with the exception of my brothers, he is the only other person, a werewolf, who made an attempt to become my friend. Despite the fact that I am so aloof and to begin with I hardly talk to him or even give him a glance, despite the fact that I am aware of the fact that he is the son of the alpha.
Only the fact that I am looking forward to seeing him can bring a smile back to my face at this point. My brother and I got into a fight over something that now I can't even remember what it was about.
I take a glance at my reflection in the mirror. Because there is nothing remarkable about my appearance, neither my body nor my personality, I can't help but wonder why he would choose to be friends with someone like me. I am not a part of his group of friends, but I do like the fact that he makes some time available to talk to me. I am grateful for his consideration in this matter.
When it first started happening, I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand it when he talked to me or treated me nicely because I assumed it was out of pity. It's possible that he perceived me as an isolated werewolf who lacked friends and/or individuals who wanted to be my friend.
My chances of having male friends were significantly reduced as a result of this, and not just because I had a brother who is overly protective of me. In addition to this, I do not know why, but many of the female werewolves in our pack hold a deep-seated animosity toward me. I didn't do anything wrong, but it's possible that they are envious of the fact that I have such good-looking brothers who are idiots.
At the age of 16, I started to notice a lot of changes in myself. not just with my physical features, but also with my personality and temperament.
I have a heightened awareness and awareness of how I look. I am considering what kind of impression I will make on Kaiden. The idea that he despises me and thinks that I am a complete and utter fool made me feel like a complete and utter coward.
I give my hair a quick brushing and put on my outfit. If I am not included on a required list of werewolves who are required to study human behavior and form a connection with someone outside of the pack, then I will not allow myself to go through this ridiculous circumstance.
As I make my way through the campus, I can see a few jocks roaming around like they own the whole Clayland from where I am standing. It's funny because I can picture them as a meathead wandering around. I mean, all they are is packed meat; they have no brains and are simply hanging around.
If I continue to be as reckless as I have been in the past, I will go and directly kick their asses out of here. I've heard that they are skilled at intimidating their prey and causing them to suffer when they do so. They are a group of jerks who treat other people in an unpleasant manner and are a complete waste of time.
I walked about even further, and during that time I spotted a large number of popular girls. Although Clayland is a very tiny town, it is filled to capacity with a new generation of students who behave as though they are taking part in a show in which they are allowed to be rude, act like brats, and be a little bit pampered.
When I saw my best buddy, who is also my sole best friend, and he was looking so pleased, I realized it was time for me to stop being so judgmental.
He greeted me by saying, "Hey, Cassie!" He gave me a bear embrace, and it is a relief to know that I can conceal my feelings or emotions despite the fact that he did so. Because if I am not accustomed to his quick movement, I will not only be uncomfortable in this situation, but I will also be a source of humiliation.
"Kaiden, why are you smiling like that? " You look like a creep." Liar.
This son of our alpha is stunning to look at, almost like a deity from ancient Greece. No, even those adjectives are not adequate to describe how handsome he is. He is just stunning.
Kaiden possesses a jawline that is powerful and intricately formed. He is the guy that every single lady fantasizes about having because of his height, his kissable lips, and his overall masculinity.
It is impossible for anyone to deny the charisma that he exudes. In addition, I am at a loss for words.
The same as the other individuals, particularly those young women who stare at me with those cold, ice eyes. There is no way that I can be blind to the fact that they despise me as a person.
"I can't express how relieved I am that we are officially dating at this point."
He is referring to the most popular student at the school... My best friend seemed to be falling over heels in love with a lady she has only met a few times, but I was under the impression that werewolves should avoid becoming involved in situations like these.
I want so badly to be able to yell right into his face and let him know that I have some kind of feeling about him. I know I shouldn't, but the thought of him moving on with another female makes me sick to my stomach.
“Really? I wish you the best of luck, and congratulations!" I went over to greet him and offer my congratulations.
I am certain that I hope that he finds success. What about me, though? Am I not worthy of receiving something of this nature?