Chapter 4

• Oh Boy!
• I entered the classroom barely seconds before the teacher, and I breathed out a sigh of relief. I’ve never had a detention at this school, now wasn’t the time to start!
• I was heading to my desk when I froze. My gaze met those annoyingly captivating, electric-blue orbs. Quickly dismissing the shock, I forced my legs to move and compelled my senses to go back to their normal routine.
• Why is he here? I couldn’t help but wonder. He didn’t have 1st period with me yesterday. What the hell man?
• I had successfully ignored him all first period, even managed to escape and avoid him all morning till our fourth period finished. Since I was daydreaming, I was kind of left behind to gather my things… And as expected, he stayed behind to talk to me. I was dreading what he had to say. That didn’t mean, however, that I was putting the arms down.
• “Can we speak?” He softly asked me when I had straightened up.
• “What is it?” I might sound rude, but I wasn’t in the mood for small talk –admittedly, I was never in the mood to deal with a werewolf.
• “Are you dating that blonde dude?” He went straight to the point, looking at me intently, probably trying to decipher my reaction or something.
• “What if I were?” I countered back, defiantly cocking my right eyebrow, not giving him a satisfying answer.
• “You can’t!” He barked at me, starting to get irritated.
• “Is that so?” I couldn’t help but taunt him, smirking ever so slightly.
• He growled low in his throat, but I just kept my gaze steady and fixed on him. “You can’t!” He repeated, taking deep breaths; trying to calm himself, I’d say.
• “And why is that?” I inquired in my most bored voice, drawling the last word.
• His face seemed to pale a little at that and I almost gave in to the temptation a knowing giggle presented. He was probably trying to figure out what to say in order to convince me without revealing his nature and telling me I was his mate. “You’re mine!” He finally stated in such a possessive way, I would have winced had I not been prepared for the macho display.
• “Let me tell you something, buddy. You are free to carry on with your man-whoring ways,” I jabbed a threatening finger at his face, “whereas I am free to flirt with anyone; to date and to fuck whoever the hell I want, if the desire arises.” I spat out at him.
• His eyes were starting to darken and that was my cue to leave. But, for the life of me, I couldn’t bring myself to do that without taunting him some more.
• “Just because I’m your mate, that doesn’t mean I’m yours,” I told him smugly while leaving the classroom.
• I know I have been extremely rude with him, but I did not want to be his mate or anyone else’s or that matter. Besides, did he really have to transfer to all of my classes? Freaking stalker!
• I was sitting in the cafeteria at my usual table; still a little upset about the confrontation that had held place barely five minutes ago, when my phone went off. Putting my fork down, I retrieved my phone from my pocket and hastily took the call without checking the ID.
• I was surprised to hear Jeremy’s voice, “Hey sis, how is school going with you?” he asked cheerily.
• “Fine” I answered him, feeling uncomfortable.
• He let out a noncommittal “hum” then, taking an all too serious tone, said, “About that new guy at your school… he’s an alpha-ultra.”
• I gulped down nervously, “Alpha-ultra, you say?”
• “Yeah, he basically runs all of the packs,” he explained. “Amazing, huh?”
• “Are you sure?” I probed; the word amazing not what I would pick to describe that news. I’d be more inclined to say something like troublesome.
• “Yeah. That's what my friend, Andrew, the alpha’s little brother, told me this morning.” He stated matter-of-factly.
• “Huh, just lovely,” I muttered under my breath.
• “Stay on his good side, sis. You don’t want to unnerve the guy,” he softly warned me; as always, taking his role as the protective older brother pretty seriously.
• I giggled nervously, wanting nothing more than to shout, I might have done just that.
• “Thanks, Jer,” I hurried the words out of my mouth before I blurted out something else.
• “You’re welcome,” he said before hanging up on me.
• I put my phone on the table, pushed my tray out of the way, and then laid my head on the table.
• “Is he what I think he is?” Seth softly asked me. I could only give him a hum in response, not daring to look his way and see his worried stare. “You’re pretty much in a bigger trouble then, huh?” He stated nervously. I huffed and then straightened up, not wanting to dwell on the matter too much.
• Just then, said alpha-ultra came toward us. Oh boy!
• “Now what?” I hissed angrily through gritted teeth, a frown slipping onto my face.
• “Can we talk?” Jonathan tautly asked me, his features seemingly calm but his eyes thundering.
• “Do we have to?” I was really, really hoping to have more time before confronting him once again. I was giving Seth pleading eyes, begging him to intervene but he just slightly shook his head, giving me a look that screamed, “You’re on your own on this one.”
• Some good friend you are, Seth, was my bitter thought even though I knew he was right.
• Jonathan shot me a pointed look and that’s when I remembered, my brother’s warning. I probably shouldn’t push his buttons more than I already did. Therefore, sighing in resignation, I stood up and then followed him out of the damned cafeteria.