The First Year by Mazzy J. March

I was fanged by a vampire.
I am a wolf shifter, and even though I did not turn, I’ve been taken from my school and deposited in one in the middle of nowhere to make sure I cannot harm others.

I still feel like me, but nobody else seems to think so. Unlike my old school, Urban Academy, everything here is very regimented, and we are locked in our cells…rooms…at night. My closest neighbors on this floor are three incredibly hot males who also bear the marks and also have not changed. They are a year ahead of me and have been here that much longer, so I want to find a way to talk to them, learn what to expect…and if there is ever going to be any way out of this place. If big strong wolves like them are still here, what can a female with no physical abilities to speak of hope to do?
Depend on this: I am not spending my whole life in the prison the administration calls Summer Ridge and we call Marked Blood Academy. I’ve done nothing wrong and do not deserve to be treated like a dangerous criminal or an animal. When I complained, the uniformed guard accompanying me told me I should be glad not to be put down. Put down?