Or so you thought

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_Lilly’s Pov 1st_

I open my eyes and see the sun pour in though the window. I always loved to see the sun in the morning, it always reminded me of the calm before the storm.

I get off of my bed and the floor creecks under my feet. I try not to wake up any other of the girls in the orphanage as I make my way to the kitchen and start breakfast for all of them.

“Good morning Lilliana” the head mistress says to me in a calming and elegant tone.

“Good Morning ma’am” I smile back at her.

The head mistress is an old sweet lady in her 60. Her name is Isabella and she has raised me since I and my friends in this orphanage since we were 2. Isabella always treated us like we were her own kids, she loved us like no other and made us feel like we actually belonged in a family.

“What are you making today?” she asked.

“Just pancakes for the kids before school”

“That’s so sweet of you, that reminds me I won’t be here after you guys get home today I have to go to a meeting at the pack house with the Alpha and Luna, so could you do me a big favor and make dinner as well?” she pleaded with a hopeful look on her face.

“Of course” I say knowing that I’m gonna have to stay up late another night to finish all my homework because I won’t have time to get it done after school.

“Thank you mihah!” she says “Goodbye now make sure you all get to school on time”

“Will do!” I yell back at her and I mix the pancake mix and start cooking them.

I thought about how to get my 3 friends and the 4 younger kids in the orphanage to school on time, I would have to get them up and ready in 20 min, that shouldn’t take too long.

We always would try to sneak into the back of the school and not in the front so we didn’t have to be seen by most of the pack, mostly for me.

The pack loved to make fun of me for my weight, I was very short around 5,2ish and I was a big person, as in I was fat. But all my friends and Isabella still loved me, no one else really could care about me. They always made fun of how much I eat and that I never work out.

Their favorite insult was that my mate would never want a fatso like me. I hated that one the most, because I knew that my mate would love and cherish me no matter what I looked like.

He will love me, I know he will

I go and wake up Shea, Holland, and Franky my three best friends. And then I wake up the 4 little ones Milo, Sarah, Maklarien, and Johnny.

They all make their way to the kitchen and eat their breakfast after they get ready.

“What did you make today Lilly?” Milo asks, as him and the other three sit on the kitchen counter, sniffing the air.

“PANCAKES!!!” Shea yells as she comes into the kitchen wearing a white T-shirt with a pair of overalls.

Shea show’d up here 2 years after I did but we always treated each other like sisters. Shea was an artist and a damn good one at that. She would paint the walls of her room in colorful rainbows and beautiful landscapes that would take anyone’s breath away.

“Ooh my favorite” Franky came in right behind her.

Franky was a newer addition to our friend group because she was abandoned here only 4 years ago, she was a little shy at first before she started to get to know her but once we started to become her friends she opened up a bit more to us. She was from a different back and had neglecting parents that finally gave her up at age 13. She is incredibly smart but quiet and keeps to herself in public places.

“Yaaaay” the 4 little ones yelped as I placed the stack of pancakes on the table as the whole group dug in. I cleaned up the kitchen and ushered the kids into the car that Shea started up.

I cursed and realized I forgot my bag in the house. Right before I was about to go back in the house, the door opened and Holland walked out with my bag in his other hand.

I sighed gratefully and smiled at him. “Thanks Holland”

“Ya ya be more careful next time” He smiled down at me and patted my head

Holland has been my best friend since I got here. We showed at the orphanage on the exact same date, with only 3 hours apart. He is a whopping 6,3 and has a strong build with jet black hair, and a sharp jawline. He cares for me like I was his mate. He never lets anyone bully me and get away with it and he helps train me for fighting. Obviously he is gorgeous and all the girls practically drape themselves over him but his cold demeanor and harsh attitude drive them all away. He’s only mean to outsiders although he loves playing with the 4 little ones and teases Shea, Franky, and I all the time.

We all hope in the white minivan that Isabella let us drive to school and head to the school parking lot.

We all sang high school musical on the way there per request from the littles ones. We parked in the back of the parking lot and went around the schools and through the back doors so no one would see us as we snuck to our lockers to grab our stuff.

We all are in the same classes for the most part so we don’t have to stray from each other too much, which is a relief because I don’t know what I would do if people started bullying me without Shea or Holland there(Franky doesn’t fight back all that much).

We all start walking to our first period class when the future alpha himself walks by.

Lane Herriford, the future alpha of the K2 pack.

Our pack name stands for King 2 for we are the second in command of King 1 which is where the king of werewolves is. There are other packs named K3 or K4 but we are K2 which means we are the strongest of all the King’s packs.

Lane was next in line to be the alpha of the K2 pack, and he was the only guy I’ve seen that makes Holland look like a wimp.

Lane is 6,5 and looks like a Greek god in my opinion. He had curly light brown hair that looked like chocolate. He’s 17 so he doesn’t know who his mate is yet.

They way mates work is that you don’t know who they are until you turn 18. So technically speaking your best friend could be your mate and you’d never know it.

We walk past Lane and his posse which include his gamme Mark and his beta Carson.

Unfortunately those were the two that love to pick on me the most. Lane himself never said anything but he would laugh along, everyone laughed along, everyone expect my friends that is.

“Heeeeyyy Fatso!!” Carson called out to me

Holland growled in their direction but Lane growled back, and Holland was forced into submission.

Not growled at the alpha, beta, and gamma.

I try to walk past them but they stepped in front of us.

“Where you headed so quickly? The cafeteria?” Mark giggled out

The three of them almost doubled over in laughter, I took that as an opportunity to escape and go to first period.

The bullying wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle. I’ve been through a lot worse then a couple of stupid bullies. Lets just say it takes a lot to make me cry.

“I hate those guys” Shea sayed in a low tone so no one heard her disrespect the alpha.

“Same.” Holland and Franky said simultaneously

And with that we were head to our first period class.

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