Now I'm going to school tomorrow morning, damn, I would have to face her, what would she think of me, wouldn't she think that I raped her or something. But, I didn't rape her, she wanted me in her bed, she begged for it, I just could not resist myself from sleeping with her, she was so erotic. I'm a werewolf, an Alpha, anyone in my position would have done the same, besides her pheromones triggered the rut in me, making me go wild.
What have I done?
Still weak, I leaned on the wall and sat down on the floor, taking a deep breath.
This was the first time in my life, having sex for two days nonstop, it really took its toll on me.
I wonder how she is feeling now.
Oh, I remember her name now, Hayley.
That was it, I've heard of her through some guys at school.
I've never actually, fancied female Omegas that much, that was strange, I didn't know females were that tasty down there, fuck. Why do I still want her in my bed, could it be the hormones or what.
Come to think of it, whenever I see that girl, tears will always flow down my cheeks, I think most of the time, actually. Why do I feel my heart ache so bad, this sorrow, this bitterness, the tears felt so real and touching my cheeks makes me believe that it is real when I see the tears on my hand. Yet, why do I feel that way, if I should tell anyone, they will think I'm stupid and just imagining things and lately, I've also been having a lot of dreams, it's kind of, scary to me but, it's blurry somehow and sometimes it's clear and I recall them too and sometimes I don't at all.
I feel like I've seen her somewhere but I just can't explain it.
Then, I noticed a glass of milk in front of me, I glanced up, seeing my best friend, Lucas handling it for me.
"You should drink this, you need your energy back." He muttered. I nodded and took it from him and began drinking some of it from the glass and sighed.
"Thank you, Lucas."
"You are welcome,' he said and sat down in front of me, folded both of his legs across each other and stared at me.
"How come you are at my house, I thought you went home," I let out.
He shook his head. "I had to stay because of your father, he would have suspected otherwise that I lied to him."
"Huh. What did you tell him?" I questioned.
"That we went to the mountain for some sightseeing and lost track of time, training as well."
I chuckled. "How does that explain, why you are here dude.' I said in disbelief.
"I also told him that my parents had traveled, that I wanted to wait for you to get up, because of the training and that you would get furious if you didn't see me around. He agreed and believed my lies."
"Are you sure, he believed you?" I was kind of terrified of my father. When you lie to him, he would stay calm and wouldn't say anything but hit you at your weakest point, to let you know that he knew the truth and I don't wish to face that type of punishment from him.
Nor do I have the strength to face him either.
"Of course, he did believe me.' He said confidently. "And I also made sure, he didn't smell the omega pheromones on you, only your sister knows that."
"Yeah, thanks," I mumbled and gave a loud sigh.
"How did you meet her in the first place?"
I looked at him for a while and said, "I didn't meet her, she came to me."
"In your room?' He gave a slight frown. "How did she know you were there, how did she know that's where you stay?" He questioned.
"I don't know, Lucas. I just came across her, puking in the sink and was pretty in the heat too." I replied.
"You could have avoided her and…"
Yo, what's up niggas." My other best friend, called Damon, interrupted as he got closer to us. He was from the Black Moon Pack, his pack was an ally with my pack, and that's how we became friends since we were kids.
Lucas Adolphus is eighteen years old, he was in his third year in high school, but because of his intelligence, he was promoted to my class. He was from the Blue Moon Pack, his parents were both Alphas and his father was the leader of the pack. He had blue hair which he tied in a ponytail, almost six feet tall, a bit muscular, pink lips, blue eyes, and a pointed nose. He also had these cute and smooth features that anyone could mistake him for an omega if they didn't perceive his scent as a beta. He was a gentle soul, wearing a light blue turtleneck, and white trousers as he sat down on the floor barefooted, and had a couple of tattoos on his neck.
On the other hand, Damon Boris is nineteen years old, an Alpha, a hot head, jovial and sometimes, so noisy and a playboy. He has black hair, which was a bit up to his neck, black gazes, red lips, almost six feet tall too, very muscular as me, a pointed nose and bright features. He had tattoos almost all over his torso and a bit of piercing, unlike the couple done on my ears, the teachers at school had to tell me numerous times to take the damn thing off and Damon is in the same school and class with me.
They have both been my best friends since we were youngsters.
I swallowed greedily the last milk on the glass, dropping it on the floor.
Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, damn.
My name is Raven Ragnulf, I'm almost twenty years old, in my final year in high school, almost six feet tall, white hair, energetic, and I could say very muscular, pink lips, pointed nose, bright features, red eyes.
Yeah, that's right.
I always wear contacts, whenever I go out because of the people around me, when you are seen with red eyes they see you as the demon that came down to earth to annihilate them and they become very scared of me, that's why I wear contact lenses and choose blue ones.
I'm from the Red Shadow Pack, the son of the leader of the pack, and we are one dangerous pack. Don't think because you just heard that name and think it's just a common pack name, no it isn't sweetheart. It's a dangerous pack, which uses blood on anything, blood could be used to assassinate and it's a treasure to the pack.
Sounds scary.