My Almighty Werewolf System

Kai had never seen a building so big that it made the sky feel small.

He stood at the iron-wrought gates of Vespera High Academy, one hand still clutching the invitation letter that brought him far here. Gold-rimmed, signed by a scary handwriting that signals danger, and stamped with a wax seal that smelled faintly of smoke and pine. It had come three weeks ago, carried by a crow that refused to leave until he opened it.

Now here he was in front of a school that didn’t even look like a school. It looked like a warlock’s castle had been hijacked by a tech billionaire. Giant crystalline towers pierced the clouds. Floating sigils rotated above buildings. In the distance, he swore he saw a student fly past on.......… a vacuum cleaner?

Kai tightened his grip on his bag, the only one he owned. He didn’t have much , just a cracked phone, two hoodies, and a notebook with “How to Talk to Cool People” written on the first page. Spoiler: it was empty.

But even with all that doubt rattling in his chest, he couldn’t help but feel something stirring. Hope, maybe. Or fear. Or both mashed together in his ribs like a grenade with no pin.

As he stepped through the gates, the sun shifted behind him , and gasps echoed from the courtyard.

A massive, hulking wolf-shaped shadow stretched from his feet across the marble floor.

“It wasn’t his., It couldn’t be”, they gasp.

Every student within fifty feet stopped.

Some backed away. Some stepped forward with awe in their eyes, clutching books and phones and snacks midair like they’d just seen royalty. Whispers began.

“That’s him…”

 “The shadow walker.”

 “Is he the Alpha reborn?”

Kai blinked. There’s nothing serious about this anymore, this has been his curse since childhood, a primal shadow form that always reflect in his silhouettes.

A crowd formed like magic, all eyes hungry. A girl with moon-white eyes clutched his arm. “Are you the heir of the Blackmoon Pack?”

Another boy leaned in, recording him. “Yo, shift right now, man! Show us the fangs!”

“I.....I don’t even.......” Kai stammered.

The students' reactions didn't scare him; it rather surprises him. The letter has promised that the school is meant for students like him. His he the only student with this cursed werewolf shadow?

Shifting? Hell no! The only thing wolfy about him was that he liked meat slightly more than socially acceptable. But they weren’t listening. The crowd only grew, and so did the pressure on his chest.

Just then, heavy boot cracked against the stone behind him. Kai turned and the crowd thinned in seconds.

A gang of five stepped through, each one wearing matching dark vests with a silver claw emblem pinned to the chest. Their eyes were yellow and mean. Their leader was broad, with a scar cutting through his eyebrow and a bored expression like he’d rather be chewing someone’s bones.

“Move,” the leader growled. The girl holding Kai’s arm vanished so fast, he thought she teleported.

The underground wolves.

They were the unofficial rulers of the Werewolf Division, and they didn’t like newcomers stepping on ancient turf except he/she licks their shoes or proof himself.

“A big dog shadow you got there mate, I wonder if your dog shadow bites and barks also” a rough voice growl amidst the five.

“How do you feel like walking here like some shadow god?” the leader said, circling Kai like a vulture, “but you smell like fear and street food.”

“I didn’t ask for the shadow,” Kai said quickly. “Seriously, I just........”

Before the sentence finished, the punch landed.

It wasn’t just a hit. It was a declaration. Kai hit the ground like a sack of bricks, the stone bruising his ribs instantly. The crowd gasped, and someone let out a small, “Damn.”

He tried to get up but a second kick sent him sliding across the floor like a wet sock.

“Nothing but hype,” the wolf leader sneered. “He can’t even shift.”

Laughter. Phones out. His humiliation became entertainment in seconds.

Kai didn’t remember running. His legs just did it. The sound of mockery rang in his ears like sirens.

He didn’t stop until he hit a hallway darker than the others, his breathing ragged, face burning.

And there, standing with arms crossed and a look like she’d just eaten glass, was a tall woman with sharp eyes and silver hair tied into a bun.

“Congratulations,” she said. “First day, and you’ve already made the leaderboard….... for fastest humiliation.”

Kai blinked, blood dripping from his nose. “Who… who are you?”

She turned without answering. “Follow me.”

She took him deep into the Werewolf Quarters, a wildwood sanctuary inside the academy’s lower levels. The scent of moss and old trees filled the air. The halls were carved with ancient runes, and wolf statues lined the path like guardians.

She sat him down, patched his lip, and handed him a glass of water.

“My name is Dean Arvenn. I lead this division. And you…” she paused, “…are either cursed, stupid, or extremely unlucky.”

“I vote for all three,” Kai muttered.

She didn’t smile but she didn’t disagree either.

“You’ve got a shadow that doesn’t belong to you. That gets attention. Some will fear it. Most will test you for it. And until you prove you’re worth the legend, you’ll be a chew toy.”

Before Kai could answer, a loud thud echoed outside.

They found him again.

The underground wolves.

This time they didn’t come to challenge, they came to warn.

“You don’t belong here,” the leader hissed, fangs bared. “You either leave the Quarters, or next time… we break something important.”

Dean Arvenn stood silently, arms folded. “I can’t stop them from being savages,” she said. “But I can stop you from dying. You’ll move to the Rainbow Quarters. For now.”

Kai was stunned. “The… Rainbows?”

“Yes, the home of the powerless and varieties, it’s either that,” she said, “or sleep with one eye open.”

And that’s how he ended up in the lowest-ranked dorm in the entire school on his first day in Vespera High Academy.

The lights buzzed overhead. The walls were cracked. Someone had drawn a dick on the vending machine with permanent marker. Kai was led by Arvenn to the rainbow quarters and was immediately paired with a new loser like himself to share a room with.

Kai collapsed onto the nearest bench besides the doorway, the thoughts of always being a loser clouding his mind.

Then someone slid into the seat beside him. A boy with shaggy hair and a wand so small it looked like it came from a birthday cake.

“You look like hell,” the boy said cheerfully. “I’m Jace. Welcome to the bottom....... Where I’m still ranking at the bottom. Ooooh well, introduction for another day. What matters here is that we are both losers, and losers are better sticking together.”

Kai stared.

Jace grinned.

“What do you say to some egg buns and a glass of cold sewage water? I mean, there is nothing good here but shits and me.....” Jace teased as he dragged him inside.