Claimed by the Alpha and the Vampire Prince: Masquerading as a Man Chapter 175: Isolated

Few weeks later

Clark POV:

I didn’t know when things started to change, but I knew that after that day—after that phone call to Sara—everything was different.

I was isolated. Cut off. Everyone turned their backs on . My own kind.

The entire dynamic at this school felt off. Everyone who was human, everyone I thought I might have had so connection to—they turned away from . I tried to talk to them, to explain myself, but I only got the cold shoulder. The whispers behind my back were louder than ever. I was shunned. Not by monsters, not by vampires or wolves—no, this ti it was by my own kind. My own species. Humans. They turned their backs on like I was the one who had done sothing wrong.

And that’s how I found myself isolated. Alone.

I tried reaching out to anyone who might understand, but all I got in return was cold stares, mutters behind my back, and outright bullying. I wasn’t just so weird outcast anymore. I was an enemy to everyone. And that made everything harder to bear. It was the worst kind of loneliness—the kind where you were surrounded by people who hated you for sothing you couldn’t control.

Even Lucas... he didn’t spare a glance anymore. No, he was too busy with his new crew. The sa guys I saw him around every day now—huge, broad-shouldered types. Definitely wolves. I’d learned to spot the difference between them. The vampires, they were pale, ethereal, almost angelic in their beauty. Everything they did oozed a strange kind of grace, like they were above it all. They were more elegant, almost unreal. Like they didn’t belong in this world. Their movents were fluid, delicate, precise—everything about them scread refined. And yet they were predators, just as dangerous as wolves, if not more.

But the wolves? They were raw, untad. They had this rugged, masculine appeal that felt almost primal. Like they could break you, but in a way that made you crave it. It was hard to look at them without feeling small, like I was the fragile one in the room. Wolves were raw. They were powerful, and they wore their masculinity like a shield. They had sharp features, rugged handsoness, and that fierce energy that you could feel in your bones. They were everything a vampire wasn’t—rough around the edges, forceful, and unapologetically primal.

And Lucas? He wasn’t small anymore.

I’d watch him, sotis from a distance, and it was hard to recognize the boy I used to know. He walked around with a swagger now, his chest puffed out like he was above everyone else. The confidence was undeniable. And those damn hickeys—more often than not, he’d show up with fresh ones on his neck, his arms, and once even his chest. He would swagger to the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, a smirk plastered on his face like he was untouchable.

I didn’t get it.

Was he enjoying this? Did he like the attention from these wolves? The way they looked at him, like he was theirs? It didn’t make sense. Not after everything that happened. Was he really that comfortable with it? Or had he been completely consud by this world?

I rember the first ti I saw him covered in nothing but a towel, walking into the bathroom with that smug expression, like he was the king of the world. The towel barely covered his torso, revealing the bruises and bites on his neck, his arms, his chest.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to ask him what the hell happened to you? but I didn’t.

Because he would later make my life more miserable than it was already. After all he was the so kind of a leader to the stupid humans.

I couldn’t stop myself from staring sotis. It was the way he’d hold court around those wolves, too—like he was the center of their world. They’d laugh and joke with him, whispering things I couldn’t catch from across the room. It was clear they were protective of him now. Too protective. Sotis I’d see one of the wolves place a hand on his back, a possessive touch that made my gut twist.

The weirdest part? Lucas seed to like it. Hell, he seed to thrive on it. He wasn’t the scared boy I had tried to save anymore. He was sothing else. Sothing I couldn’t quite understand.

And then there was . Left to watch from the outside, a ghost in my own life.

I hated it.

But it was hard not to notice the way he seed to get lost in it all. The way he was always so close to them, always with them, like he belonged. I wondered, sotis, if he was pretending for my sake. If he was pretending that everything was fine. But then again, maybe it wasn’t an act. Maybe this new life, this dangerous world, had him in its grip. And I... I couldn’t do anything to stop it.

I felt completely invisible. The whispers in the halls, the eyes that followed with judgnt, the way no one would even spare a smile—it was like they had all turned their backs. The world had shifted and I was left behind in the dust. Everyone, even my own species, had found their place in this new order, but I was stuck. And it hurt.

Sotis, I’d see Lucas walk by with those wolves, and they’d glance my way like I didn’t belong in the sa space as them. Like I was the outsider. I wasn’t part of their ga. And maybe I never would be.

But seeing him so carefree, so unbothered by the life he’d chosen, it ate at . I wasn’t sure if I was jealous or just confused. How did he do it? How did he just... accept all of this?

I guess in so strange way, I wanted to understand.

But every ti I got close, every ti I reached out, I was t with a cold silence. I was no longer part of his world.

And maybe that was just the way it was ant to be.

But the isolation... it cut deeper than I expected. Every day, I felt more and more like a freak. A pariah. The others would whisper, look at with disgust, and then turn away. They wouldn’t even sit near anymore. I was left with only the shadows.

So, I remained in my corner. Alone.