Chapter 1 A new pray

• Javier POV
• I stand by the door, checking out my image in the small tiny mirror on the door.
• It's taking every ounce of my power to resist myself and barge in there to claim my mate.
• I have to look good; that seems to be the priority.
• My mate has to see me differently, and I must put on a good impression on our first meeting.
• Or maybe not our first.
• Flattening the black hair on my head, I lick my lower lip, moisten it, and let it glow.
• I pull open the door and saunter in. A smile grazes my lips and excitement bubble within me as the smell waft through my nose.
• So overwhelming that it almost makes me dizzy; the smell of soap and a sharp sweet smell of rotten pineapple.
• As soon as I close the door behind me, I dance my eyes through the almost deserted class, before my eyes settle on the one girl that's sitting alone in the whole class.
• "Mate?" Zeke, my wolf grumbles inside me.
• I could bet he's thinking what I'm thinking too.
• She could not be our mate, could she? Yet, the sweet, appealing smell is oozing from her.
• I scoff, a frown latching on my face as I glare at the little thing that sits three seats away from me, quite oblivious that she's got herself a company she'd rather not have.
• "Don't tell me..." Zeke chuckle
• I recognize a human when I see one, and I know how unwanted they are among the pack and how unpopular they're to me especially.
• "A human!" Zeke sounds outraged, I could almost feel him wanting to leap out of me and tear her apart.
• That's one of the factors we both possess. We couldn't have clicked so well if we have many disagreements. Zeke hates humans as much as I do.
• "Not our mate, is she, Javi?"
• "I can't believe it too,"
• The girl looks up and our gaze met. For the first time in my life, I appreciate my friends not being here with me.
• Right! It's bad enough with a human being my mate, but a nerdy one at that.
• "Hey... Hi" she stutters, her lips quivering nervously, and her eyes twitch.
• In my five years of being in this school, this is the first time I'll be seeing someone as ugly as her.
• And here I'm, thinking that her scent smell sweet and appealing.
• Nervously, she twitches in her seat, tilting her thick round spectacle up her face.
• Just what the hell is the moon goddess thinking? Mating me up with a human.
• My mate stood up and picked her book on the table, she detach herself between the seat and desk and stumble forward.
• I smirk, angle toward her, and wrap my arms around my chest.
• "Hi, I am Javier,"
• "No! We're not going to accept her!" Zeke growl. "Let me take over you asshole!"
• Ignoring Zeke, my eyes move down to her name tag; Isobel Anderson.
• And she's even in my grade.
• What a lame name.
• Her eyes widen, probably because I'd just talked to her. Isobel licks her lower lip nervously, looking anywhere but at me. Her face, now turning a brighter shade of red, her ears reddening and her heart thud so hard I could almost feel myself vibrating.
• Yeah! I expect more of this reaction from my mate, which unfortunately happens to be her.
• "I... I am.."
• "Isobel!" I cut her off, nudging my head toward her chest.
• If Isobel was blushing before, then it's nothing to what her face looks like now.
• On a normal day, I will never have to take a second glance at this girl before me, but here I am, standing before her, and almost having a normal conversation with her.
• I scoff, unwrap my arms from my chest, and lean forward.
• Isobel steps back, and I take another step forward.
• Coward!
• I'd rather stay mateless than accept this feeble human as my mate.
• Like a flash, my hand wrapped tight around her neck, shoving her against the wall. The force of which sent her glasses off her face and she let out a short yelp.
• "Javier..." She splutters.
• I smirk. Look at her. Weak! Pathetic!
• I let out a sickening smile. My chest tightens and I feel my blood boiling in anger.
• What's it? How dare she! How could she be my mate?
• My gaze hardens, I tighten my hand around her neck, teeth grit together.
• I don't care what happens to her, all I want now is to get her out of my sight.
• "Javier..." She cough. "Why..."
• Tears roll down her face, but I don't give a damn
• She's the most unwanted being I have ever seen, but I couldn't reject her, nor could I accept her.
• Releasing my hand around her neck, I pull her against my chest, earning a loud short gasp from her.
• Her chest rises and falls against mine. She's scared; I'd just make that happen. She fears me, and I'll make myself the most terrible nightmare in her reality.
• "Javier..."
• "Stop!" I growl.
• Just like I hate seeing her face, her voice is too cool for someone I want to kill.
• Inhaling sharply, the sweet sharp smell of rotten pineapple that now appalls me, I latch my mouth onto her neck.
• "Javier..."
• Isobel wriggles to free herself.
• Ugh! What a shame! What's human power compared with the to-be Alpha of the reigning pack?
• I snake my arms around her waist, pulling her tightly against my body as I graze my teeth on her neck.
• "What are you doing?" Zeke growl.
• "Making her pay," I reply.
• I'll never reject her, nor will I ever accept her, I'll let her pay for being my mate.
• ****
• "Javier, are you sure you're okay?" Jake says, dropping his spoon to stare me directly in the face.
• "Yeah!" I reply. "Just a bit down."
• "You're okay before you left the house this morning!" Rose, my sister says, glaring at me.
• What is it to them? Huh? They've never been mated to a human, are they?
• I drop my fork with a clank on the table. I don't know how I'll be able to eat after knowing my mate to be some despicable weak and pathetic human being.
• The ghost of her smell still lingers in my nose; the smell that I've now grown to hate.
• I sigh, pressing my fingers on my temple softly. Gazing up at the eight pairs of eyes that gaze at me curiously, I manage a faint smile.
• "I am bored," I smirk. "I need to have some fun"
• "Oohhh..." Liam hoots, swiping his hand over his blue hair. "want to go clubbing?"
• "No!" I smirk, for I've just seen someone who'd entertain me now and make my boredom go away.
• Isobel sits just a few seats away from my table, her thick round glasses back to her face, the stupid bang in her forehead hiding half of her face.
• I smile in embarrassment, mentally thinking of how my friends would behave when they get to know that my mate is no other than the girl in a baggy sweatshirt, some silly thick glasses on her face which she bury in a book.
• Just how thick can she be?
• A shame I call it
• "Then what?" Eric calls out.
• "Just wait,"
• My idea of fun differs starting from today, I'd let my friends in on the joke but not now.
• Hissing, I stood from my table and approach hers, pulling out a chair beside her and dumping my ass in it.
• "One interesting book, is it?"
• Isobel jumps, dropping her book and the fork. She blinked rapidly under the round spectacles she wore.
• Right! She'd get some thick eyelashes and mesmerizing golden brown eyes.
• Of course, all those are just a facade, she's still nothing but a human I'd love to toy with
• "Don't you dare touch my friend!"
• I whirl my face to look at the owner of that voice. A girl sits beside Isobel, glaring at me as though she wants nothing but to stick a sword into my stomach.
• "And you are?" I crease my brows.
• "What am I to you?" She fires back.
• I chuckle. Huh! One thick girl she is.
• "If you touch my friend..."
• "What are you going to do?" I smirk. "I love dare, you see."
• My gaze was level with hers, blue to black. Something seems off in her gaze. She doesn't look human, yet she's not a wolf
• My brow raises, what's she then if she's neither?
• "C'mon, Rina," Isobel grabs her elbow, shaking her gaze away from me.
• "What do...what do you want...you want from me, Javier?"
• I mentally cuss myself for finding her voice so cool. No! How dare she make my name rolls freely on her tongue?
• I lean forward, breathing heavily on her plastered neck.
• "And what have you done to me, little nerdy?" I smirk.
• Isobel gulps nervously, she shifts uncomfortably away from me but I grab her elbow and pull her back to me.
• I hate her, and she has to know that. I have to show the moon goddess the mistake she makes for mating me with one pathetic human.
• I slid my hand to her waist, digging my nails into it and earning a deep intake of breath from her.
• "Javier..."
• "You," I say in a singsong tone. "You make me do it, Bel."
• "Listen..."
• "I need a new prey," my nail digs deeper, earning a wince from her.
• No surprise, but her pain kind of brings me peace of mind. "What do you think about being one, Isobel?"