Ch-29 "So... big..."

Something is wrong!

Feeling the intense stares around him - hot, predatory, as if the crowd wanted to devour him - Ryan frowned. Something wasn't right.

Even if he were as handsome as Leo and had a body to rival Captain America, it still wouldn't justify the absurd amount of attention he was getting.

There was no way that so many women would flock to him, desperate to get close to him, unless something strange was going on.

It could only mean one thing: something had happened to him, something he wasn't aware of yet.

"I should go to the hospital after school for a checkup," Ryan thought grimly.

The rest of the class was agonizing.

It wasn't just the fact that he was surrounded on all sides by women-though they were undoubtedly the most attractive and well-proportioned women in the room.

This was a place where young women matured early. Most had already experienced relationships of which their parents knew nothing.

Their bold and revealing clothing reflected this maturity, with short skirts that barely covered their thighs and shorts that left little to the imagination.

Sitting among them, Ryan couldn't escape their beauty. Everywhere he looked he was met with shapely legs, plunging necklines, and suggestive looks.

The atmosphere was stifling, almost suffocating.

On top of that, his heightened senses from the werewolf blood coursing through his veins amplified everything. The unique scents of the women were intoxicating, mixing into an irresistible cocktail that made his blood boil.

Ryan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he fought to suppress the primal beast within.

He could resist the urge to kill, but resisting the allure of these tantalizing women proved to be a greater challenge.

With each passing moment, his self-control wavered.

~Crack!~

His fingers unconsciously crushed the edge of his desk. The wood splintered under his strength.

"I can't hold on much longer..." Ryan thought. His body felt like it was on fire, his breath came out in heated bursts.

If he stayed here any longer, he feared he'd lose control. Turning into a werewolf in front of everyone would be disastrous.

If that happened, he might endanger everyone in the room. Even worse, it would expose his secret to the authorities. No werewolf could withstand the combined firepower of an army equipped with modern weapons.

Ryan shuddered at the thought of being captured and experimented on in some government lab.

As he wrestled with his inner struggle, a soft gasp brought his attention back to the present.

The red-haired girl sitting next to him - Vivian stared at him in disbelief. Her wide eyes darted downward, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

"So... big..." Vivian muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible.

Ryan followed her gaze and immediately felt his face heat up with embarrassment.

Vivian's eyes were fixed on his pants.

Instinctively, she reached out and compared the length of a textbook on the desk with the outline she saw.

What she discovered made her freeze.

"Holy... It's a fist longer than the book," she whispered, her tone a mixture of shock and awe.

Vivian's muttering didn't escape Ryan's enhanced hearing.

"Monster," she breathed, stunned.

Ryan's mouth twitched in annoyance.

Was she serious? Who says something like that out loud?

He sighed inwardly. This girl wasn't just bold - she was downright brazen.

Noticing his gaze, Vivian quickly blushed deeper and grabbed her textbook to hide behind. She mentally berated herself for her earlier actions.

"Why am I acting like this?" Vivian thought, mortified. She had planned to act cool and confident, like the other hot girls in her group of friends. But here she was, shy and embarrassed.

"Excuse me," Ryan said suddenly, snapping her out of her daze. "I dropped my pen. Could you move so I can pick it up?"

Vivian jumped as she realized how awkward the situation had become. Flustered, she pushed her chair back and spread her legs to make room for Ryan to retrieve the fallen pen.

Ryan's eyes twitched.

'Did this woman do this on purpose?'

Vivian didn't seem to notice how short her skirt was. Even sitting normally, it barely covered her thighs. With her legs spread wide now, it was impossible not to notice.

Ryan took a deep breath and forced his eyes away from the enticing sight.

He bent down to look for the pen, his focus entirely on the floor.

But after a moment, when he couldn't find the pen, he looked up.

His peripheral vision caught a glimpse up her skirt.

"Oh fuck..."

Ryan's thoughts screeched to a halt. His cheeks burned and he quickly looked away.

This day was turning into a nightmare.