Vector, a poor, crippled chef, killed himself after being fed up with his pathetic life. When he reincarnated into the first cringe fantasy story he’s ever read, he was horrified, then excited to find out he’s not crippled in this life. He’d be able to do things he couldn’t in his past life, like have fun and woo beautiful women. But that fantasy was instantly cut short on realizing he wasn’t the male lead, but instead a useless extra that was lovesick over the alpha male lead, who later ended up killing him.

Vector, now Varney, wants nothing of that life. 

Aside from being straight as hell, he also knows the male lead ended up killing him… so, on the day he was supposed to officially meet the male lead, he stayed away, having no interest in competing for the male lead’s attention with other lovesick fools. 

Luckily, a rare opportunity comes by— to attend Hillstone Supernatural academy, a school where only elites attend, but every year, few selected humans from every kingdom are opportuned to attend, for a chance to make a name for themselves before graduation. 

In the academy, Varney instantly discovers that nothing is as it seems. Lies and secrets litter the dark hallway, safety is nonexistent and the strong preyed on the weak. Humans, who’re at the bottom of the hierarchy, are more like flies in the midst of monsters, waiting to be swatted away. In hillstone, being noticed and sought after as a human meant three things = disaster, danger and… death.

Varney planned to stay unnoticed, graduate and leave without getting into any trouble. 

But can that be possible when he not only unexpectedly crosses paths with the daunting, alpha male lead but also ends up having to share a room with him? Worse, the male lead’s reputation is dark as night and even the strongest students here in Hillstone are wary of him.

Like his problems aren’t enough, wherever he went, he attracted trouble his way like a faulty magnet, causing him to be noticed against his will. 

Varney’s carefully mapped-out second chance life went from oil to open fire in a heartbeat.

    My wolf wasn't within me right now so I couldn't even blame this on him… it was all my thoughts.


I let out a deep breath before quickly getting to my head first, heading for the door at once, refusing to let my mind think of anything else.


Then maybe I'll be able to think clearly again. 


It's probably the upcoming rut messing with my brains. The rut's supposed to hit next week, but I get cranky and worked before it does, so that's undoubtedly what's happening and nothing else.


And of course, that human wasn't my mate. I refuse to let myself believe the moon goddess seriously pair me up with a fucking human.


I exited my room after that, slamming the door after me.


Chapter 47 - 47: Confused