As I swung open the door to my English class I was hit with the beautiful scent of strawberries and vanilla.
I scanned the class to find who it belonged to and my eyes instantly landed on a girl I’d never seen before. Her head was down so I couldn’t see her face but I knew it would be beautiful.
She quickly felt my eyes on her and slowly lifted her head until her gaze locked with mine.
She had soft pale skin that made her look delicate, heart shaped lips that were calling to me, and her blonde hair was wavy and fell to her slim waist.
She was the most stunning person I'd ever laid eyes on.
When I met her grey eyes again I thought I saw pain, but before I could really process it something in my head that I recognized as my wolf screamed “MATE!”
But I couldn't have a mate, I was only seventeen, I had my whole life ahead of me. I didn’t want to settle down with one girl for the rest of my life so soon.
"Take a seat." I vaguely heard Mrs. Willson say, snapping me back to reality.
I tore my eyes away from my mate's, taking the seat behind her, and noticed Becca sitting beside her and whispering.
I wondered if they were friends? And what my little mate's name was? Who her parents were? Where she came from? So many questions raced through my mind but they all stopped when I saw my mate turn to Becca and say “Who’s that?”
Her voice was quiet and melodic, something I could easily get addicted to. I wanted to listen to her talk forever.
For a minute Becca was confused by the question, but my mate helped by subtly pointing to me over her shoulder.
That brought a smile to my face. She noticed me and was curious enough to ask about me. Maybe she felt the connection too.
“Oh him? That’s Asher Mitchell.” Becca told her, and my little mate just nodded and turned her attention back to the teacher.
I didn’t take my eyes off of her the whole class. So when I saw her walking out the door I was confused, but then I realized the bell had rung.
Without thinking, I jumped to my feet and jogged after Becca and my mate.
“Hey Becca. Aren’t you going to introduce me to your new friend?” I causally asked when I caught up to them.
“Liza, this is Asher. Asher, this is Liza Johnson.” Becca droned, annoyed for some reason.
Liza. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.
“I like your name.” I told her.
“Thanks.” She muttered, her cheeks heating up at the compliment.
“That’s the warning bell!” Becca exclaimed as the bell sounded, then took off to her next class without another word. Leaving me alone with Liza.
We started walking to class and I couldn’t stand the silence so I asked her the first thing that popped into my mind. “What’s your next class?”
“Biology.” She quickly replied, speeding up her pace. It was like she didn't want to be seen with me.
“I’ll show you where that is.” I told her, matching her pace.
I looked down at my little mate and saw her scanning the hallways. She looked scared. Was she scared to be seen with me? But she didn't even know me. Did someone tell her something bad about me? I was going to have a panic attack if I didn’t stop worrying.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when she said “You don’t have to walk me to class.”
"What if I want to?" I asked, shrugging off her attempt to get rid of me. I was sure she had her reasons so I was trying not to take it to heart.
“Well it’s up to you I guess.” She replied, giving in.
The rest of my classes passed in a blur and before I knew it the lunch bell was ringing.
Jay, my future beta, walked up to me and slapped me on the shoulder on the way to the cafeteria. “Have you seen that new girl Liza? She's hot.”
When I herd him say that I couldn’t stop the growl that escaped.
“Don’t talk about her like that” I told him, using my Alpha voice.
Even though I wasn’t the Alpha yet, I would be in the future so the pack usually did what I said.
“What's gotten into you?” Jay asked, taken aback by my anger and hostility.
“She’s my mate.” I told him using the mind link.
“Are you serious? That’s awesome!” He replied, also using the mind link.
“I don’t want a mate right now.”
“Just be grateful you have one.” Jay said out loud before stomping off, and I instantly felt guilty.
His mate died two years ago in a car accident. I’d never seen anyone so broken and depressed, even now it was a touchy subject so no one ever brought it up.
A minute later I walked through the cafeteria doors and instantly spotted Liza. She was sitting with Becca and some of her friends.
I noticed that Liza didn’t have anything to eat so I got in the lunch line and bought enough food for both of us, and then I walked over to their table and plopped down beside her.
Everyone at the table except for Becca and Liza were surprised to see me.
Becca sported a smirk while Liza looked annoyed. Was I annoying to her? Again I tried not to take that to heart, she didn't know me at all so I didn't need to worry just yet.
Instead I just smiled down at my mate and slid the tray over so it was between us.
“Take what you want.”
She blushed and shook her head, “It’s okay.”
“I can’t eat this all.” I persuaded, nudging the tray a little closer to her.
She rolled her eyes and grabbed an apple “Fine.”
Everything was going well until Louise walked up to the table.
Now let me tell you a bit about Louise. She was obsessed with me, to the point that she would get possessive when I was seen with another girl. Now, I admit we had a fling during summer but it was over months ago. I wasn't interested in her, especially now.
“What are you doing sitting over here?” She asked, scrunching her face in disgust when she scanned everyone else at the table.
“Where else would I be?” I asked, raising a challenging eyebrow.
“Um with your friends and me.” She replied as if it were obvious, giving me a questioning look in return.
“These are my friends.” I told her.
“Since when are you friends with a bunch of losers and the freaky new girl?” She demanded, crossing her arms in annoyance.
She went too far. I was not going to let her insult my mate like that.
“First, they are not losers. And second, Liza is not a freak. So why don’t you go bother someone else. ” I growled, clenching my fists under the table to control my anger.
“Don’t be like that baby.”
She was so desperate.
“Don’t call me that, I’m not your baby. Go make one of those guys over there your baby.” I suggested, nodding to a table on the other side on the cafeteria.
Louise just flicked her fake black hair over her shoulders and stormed off.
“It’s about time you told her off.” Becca said, relieving the tension and making us all laugh. Even Liza let out a quiet giggle and it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard.