We look into each other's eyes for what seems like eternity, I did not think things could get more cliché than this but here I am. My mate just a step away with a confused look on his face which then turns to a look of complete horror and then his face is face is void of any emotion as he stare back at me. His structure really has my mind going ablaze, his eyes a perfect mixture of ocean blue and green bore into my plain brown ones. I feel like a little girl looking up at someone whose approval matters greatly. What is happening to me? I never cared much about pleasing others but here I am hoping that I am everything that my mate has ever wished for in a mate.
His dark brown hair is a bit messy and tousled but it compliments his whole sporty look, I do not dare to look away, fearing that the god in my presence would disappear into thin air. Even though he is wearing a baggy shirt I can still mark out his masculinity, his abs faintly outlined on his shirt. The gym attire certainly looks much better on him and makes his masculinity visible enough, I take back everything I said about the ugly uniform. I know that I look like a creep as I do nothing but stare at him like the last breath of air or the light that could save me from myself. He is not food but he is close to it so I will take it. His lips twitch but he regains his stoic expression.
I stare at him, my eyes trying their best to take in all the beauty in front of me but it feels like my entire memory is not enough, I did not know that the mate bond makes you such a sucker. My nose catches a whiff of his scent one more time and my wolf prances around in excitement at the back of my mind. The rich smell of mint and cedar wood invades my senses, temporarily closing off my mind. His scent has a mixture of dominance and power, which makes me eye him in a state of disbelief and worry.
Alpha.
He is an Alpha.
I mentally shake my head.
My mate is an Alpha.
Fuck, does that mean I am going to be a Luna.
My eyes scan him up and down, head to toe. I stare at the masculinity that most Alphas seem to possess, most humans do sense the radiance of power that flows off alphas but obviously do not know the reason. Some humans either stay away due to their nerves striking up in worry while others feel a pull or decide to be fools by drowning in the emanating power. I finally regain my senses when his deep husky voice shakes me out of my thoughts and staring. I feel a wave of heat rush up my cheek and I mentally scowl at myself.
"I see you admire the sight." He says. His husky and deep voice does things to turn within me. My insides turn and coil causing my stance to weaken.
I can't help but feel a bit ashamed because he caught me staring but with such a sight I doubt if any female would love to turn away. A sudden rise of anger heats up my emotions as I notice the number of females who are eyeing him like a piece of meat. They could not stare at what was mine like that. Call me a psycho but I want to shove a fork in their eyeballs so that they could no longer stare at what is mine.
"What?" I ask, shocked upon his words as I am finally snapped out of my last induced daze when his words register.
Yes I actually like no love the sight but something about the way he says it does not quite sit well with me. His voice has a mocking and something I cannot decipher to it. He was being cocky and stuck up and that was not what I expected, where is the part where he clams me as his and takes me away from this dreadful place away from prying eyes.
"Don't pretend strawberry, you were admiring my amazing body." He answers. That just makes me feel more angry and ready to avert my fork attack on him. "You know if you want to get laid you just have to come over not stumble in front of me and stare like that." As soon as he concludes his sentence I can't help but feel disgusted. "But I kinda prefer blondes who are not newbies."
Mother Luna, am I being played. His words hurt and feel like a wax strip was coated on my skin and then roughly removed, letting in all the pain. No one has ever taught me about how to react when your mate which lands me being helpless and out of words as he stares at me with a hard look and a clenched jaw.
"What the fuck do you think of me I'm not just some shitty slut who wants to get laid by every guy." I retort with anger in my voice, I was ready to hit him with raging fire even if he was my mate if he continued being such a jerk.
Meeting my mate is not going exactly as I had thought it would go. Is this a prank? Maybe I was a fool when I thought that I would my mate in a much better place and not the food court of some dumbass school but it seems like all my hopes were being thrown out of the window. Neither did my mate look like he was willing to apologize for his words nor did he look like he wanted to accept me. That hurt my wolf and I.
"No need to get angry I'm just stating the obvious." He defends himself with a shrug and dates to smirk at me.
Okay. Prank or not, this guy is a jerk.
"The obvious. Ha." I let out a bitter laugh. "You are avoiding the obvious facts here. You are acting arrogant when you and I know the facts." I shoot back. I glare at him as best as I can. I doubt if I even looked like a threat to him like I wanted, especially since he was easily towering over me.
"Okay tell me the facts then." He says looking innocent as if he truly does not know what I'm talking about with a smirk plastered on his handsome face. Oh Aleisa, you are so done!
"Don't act dumb, you know the fact that you are my freaking m-" I start but then I feel a hand squeeze my arm.
I turn to see Allan holding my arm, I look him in the eyes with anger flaring in mine while his eyes seemed calm and far from intimidated. He gestures for the whole court which has their eyes settled on the arrogant boy and me. Then I realize, not everyone in here is a werewolf. I look up at my arrogant mate one last time who has his jaw and fists clenched. I get myself together and walk out of the court while I feel footsteps follow behind me, I recognize the person as Allan because of the scent. So much for keeping a low profile.
I walk up to the stairs that lead to the outside then I stop in my tracks as I realize my so called mate just embarrassed and rejected me indirectly. He did not say the exact words that are supposed to make it official that he does not want me but I guess he did not want to say something as such in front of a whole school filled with humans. Otherwise he would have done it, I hate myself for feeling the relief that we were surrounded by so many humans. The pain settles in and I feel so unfortunate, a lump settles in my throat and I feel like crying but I overcome it, I don't want to cry over some stranger who is arrogant. But that stranger is my mate. I fall to my knees on the stairs when a hand slithers around my waist. I know it's Allan so I lean onto his chest.
"It's going to be okay." He whispers into my ears incoherently.
He picks me up and we go to the car park and get into the car.
"Want to grab a snack on the way home?" Allan asks. He knows I can't resist an offer to eat and how sneaky of him to actually offer me food in a moment of distress.
"Of course I do." I reply slightly excited but that does not make the pain subside.
My best friend really knows how to handle me when I'm low and high. I love him for that.
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We ordered takeaways at the restaurant and then we went home because Allan said he was satisfied from the meal at school, I on the other hand was nowhere near satisfied- my food had allegedly evaporated when I had an encounter with my mate. We grabbed the food and went home. Upon arriving I go straight to my room I really had no intention to talk to anyone. I could feel the concerned looks of the pack members who were walking around the pack house but I could not even look up at them. I sit beside my bed in silence then I hear the door open slightly and Dylan pokes his head into the room.
"Sis are you okay? Allan told me what happened." Says Dylan. He enters the room, closes the door behind him and sits cross legged next to me. Of course Allan had to tell him.
I was grateful for having Allan as my best friend but at times I hated the fact that he was also Dylan's best friend. I could not do anything about that, Dylan was going to be the Alpha and Allan the Beta meaning they had to have a solid relationship if they were to rule and run the pack in peace and unity. This sadly meant that Allan would always report back to Dylan, even about me.
"I'm fine, okay." I say trying to sound brave but my voice breaks. I do not like being pathetic.
"You don't look okay to me." He says and I feel like stabbing him with a fork too.
"Well I got rejected by my mate. You don't expect me to look all happy and excited!" I snap and sink back when the tears sting and block my eyesight.
"Look sis I know it hurts and you aren't the type who cries but at Times it's better if you let out the pain and cry." Says Dylan seeming unfazed by the way I snapped. He actually seems more determined.
"I'll try it." I tell him and look the other side.
"Look." Says Dylan then he makes my eyes focus on him. "That guy has really missed out on one of the greatest girls in the world." He reassures me and I smile knowing that he would take back whatever he has said right now in the near future.
"Aww thanks bro," I say with a small smile.
"Anytime." He stands up and heads for the door. "Oh and he missed out on a pig with a large appetite." He said mockingly and went out. I knew that he would not miss a moment to mock me.
I hate my brother for always calling me a pig. But I love him for always standing by me and reassuring me when I need it.
After Dylan leaves I curl up in my bed and let sleep over take.