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Fifteen

Rose

It was the next morning, and time to go back to school. I was not a morning person which resulted in me waking up late because I had hit the snooze button so many times that it broke. When I finally realized I was late, I jumped out of bed and ended up tangling my feet in my sheets because I just had to roll myself up into a blunt. In my horrifying state, I couldn’t stop myself from hitting my head against the desk in my room.

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and then threw on a white t-shirt and grabbed the first pair of jeans in my drawers to put on. I didn’t miss my undergarments. I remembered to slip on bra and panties before putting on my clothes.

Stopping in front of the hallway mirror, I stumbled to a halt when I caught sight of the visible bump that had formed on the middle of my forehead. Cursing quietly, I attempted to cover it with my hands before dropping them futilely. I looked like a unicorn.

Rushing downstairs, I saw my mom look up from her laptop. She didn’t look at all fazed while I was in a frantic state.

Last night, I told her about Jude. I told her that Jude was my mate. Her reaction was a simple smirk and a look that said, ‘I told you so.’ She then asked if he had rejected me. I told her no, that we will give this mate bond a try.

“I’m late. Got to go. Bye, mom!” I grabbed her scone, taking a bite out of it before grabbing her tea and gulping down the hot liquid.

“Oh my god, child, you will not be a barbarian while living in my house!” My mother scolded me.

“Love you!” I kissed her on the cheek before spinning on my feet and running out of the house.

The school was about five miles away from my house. I preferred not to drive if I didn’t have to. Most pack members didn’t drive unless they really had to . We had superhuman speed, and we ran around like Saiyans on our territory, except for when we are in town.

There were still a few human families living in our territory. They didn’t know who we were . We kept our kind a secret because humans were irrational and lethal. They killed when they were spooked.

I made it to school just as the second bell rang. Bursting through the door, I sighed and walked my way to my first class, which was World Lit. When people weren’t looking, I used my superhuman speed to walk up the steps and down corridors. I needed to get there before everybody else does.

Why?

Because I didn’t like getting there late. People stared. I didn’t like stares.

When I made it to the classroom, I heaved in exhaustion before collapsing into a chair just as the second person walked into the room. Minutes later, the room was filled with my classmates that consisted of third and fourth years. The pack members were talking amicably amongst each other about the “field trip” that they took while the humans were texting on their phones and checking their social media.

I straightened in my seat and took out my notebook, textbook, and pencil. For the next hour, there was a lot of reading and a lot of projector notes. My stomach grumbled in protest from my stolen bite of breakfast this morning. I decided to go to the vending machines by the gym to grab a bag of chips.

On my way down, I bumped into Scott. His eyes widened when he saw me. Grabbing onto my arm, he looked at me excitedly.

“Oh my god, am I glad to see you!” he exclaimed, “What happened to your head?”

“What are you doing here?” I said at the same time while covering my forehead with my palm.

“Didn’t your Alpha tell you?” he asked.

“No,” I replied.

“I got permission from my Alpha and yours to visit your pack. I will be here for a month. Do you think this makes me look desperate?” Scott questioned, his eyes widening as if he had just realized that this was a very bold move.

I shrugged before continuing down the hall, past the commons, and towards the physical education wing. He followed behind me.

“Rose, do you think he will think I am desperate?” Scott repeated his question.

I rolled my eyes and shrugged again.

“I don’t know. I mean, if it was me, I would say you’re bold, but then again, I think that’s kind of hot too.”

He gave me a deadpanned look.

“What? You asked,” I replied.

We reached the vending machine. I took off one strap of my backpack and brought it in front of me . I opened up the first zipper where I usually kept my money, shuffling through the coins inside.

“One, two-”

“What is he like? I heard he teaches a class here. I heard he likes music. I heard he is very popular-”

I lost count, and opened my palm to recount how many coins I had. Suddenly, Scott grabbed my body and turned me to face the other direction. My eyes landed on Jude and Beta Ace.

“Oh my god, he’s right there, fuck, hide me.” Scott attempted to squeeze between the two vending machines and used me as a shield.

Judah’s eyes connected with mine. Then they moved to the bump on my head. There was a flicker of indecipherable emotion that crossed his eyes before he stopped in front of us.

I cleared my throat and stepped aside, revealing Scott, who chuckled nervously.

“Hey,” Scott murmured, “Hi, hello, uh-good morning.”

Beta Ace arched an eyebrow at his mate.

“Aren’t you two supposed to be teaching a class?” I asked.

“Aren’t you two supposed to be in class?” Judah, too, cocked an eyebrow at me.

“I have another five- ” I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was indeed the start of my next class.

“Late! Yes! We better get going.” Scott grabbed onto my wrist and ran back in the direction that we came from.

“Hold on.” I dug my heels in.

He stopped to look at me. His face was completely flushed red. After he checked if we were alone, he covered his face with his hands.

“Oh my god, I don’t know how to do this. He-he’s so intimidating,” Scott shuddered.

Beta Ace is intimidating but I found speaking to Beta Ace was a lot easier than speaking to Judah. Judah is-Judah is just weird.

“We are late for class,” I stated. There was no way in hell I was going to step into a classroom filled with people.

“We can ask for a late pass?” Scott asked.

I shook my head and he frowned.

“But why?”

“I-I can’t go in last. I have to go in first.” I tried explaining. He must think I have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he didn’t pressure me to explain more.

“Okay, fine, my next class is just an extra credit course anyway. Do you want to go sit in the commons?”

I shook my head, “We have to use our school IDs there. They will know we skipped class and send us back

I knew where to go. I always went there when I was skipping class. I grabbed onto Scott’s hand and forced him to follow me. We walked out the back entrance of the school, past the bleachers, the football field, and into the woods.

“This is where you go to hide?” Scott asked as he followed behind me.

“Yes, whenever I am trying to avoid people or skipping school.” I walked around a bush before sitting on a huge fallen tree and jumping off from the other side.

“When I skip school, I am nowhere on school grounds,” Scott told me.

“So, you are one of those kids,” I turned my head back to look at him.

“What?” he said, offended.

“One of those kids that skip school and hang out at the teen hangout, or one of those cool kids who crashes at a friend’s place,” I told him.

“When I skip school, it isn’t to do drugs or to drink. I skip to play video games, and sometimes, I skip to go on dates,” he said with a shrug.

Finally, we made it to my secret place. My secret place was a very old tree that was very tall. I started climbing up the branches.

“Are you serious?” Scott huffed.

“C’ mon! You will love the view,” I told him.

“We are wolves. Wolves do not climb,” Scott grumbled, but he still climbed up the tree with me.

When we made it to the top, the look on Scott’s face was worth it. He broke into a smile and chuckled.

“Okay, it’s damn near beautiful,” he complimented.

We could see the entire town, past the vast trees and beyond the horizon. It was even prettier at night when the sun was setting, but those moments are best shared with your special person.

Scott and I settled into a comfortable silence, swaying our feet back and forth for a while, before I heard Scott gasp. I looked at him before following his gaze and seeing Judah training my classmates.

“Is he always shirtless?” Was the first thing that came out of Scott’s mouth.

I watched Judah take down a male teen wolf in front of the class. He pointed to his chest, his arm, and his legs. He was demonstrating the stance that they needed to have in order to complete the fighting movement.

“Damn, this is between you and me but if I wasn’t mated to the Beta, I wished I was mated to him,” Scott breathed.

An unfamiliar feeling filled my body, making the hair on my arms stand on end. My wolf had matured and was more dominant now. She didn’t like hearing this. I was usually unaffected and non-territorial, but my wolf-she damn near wanted to knock Scott off the branch. I had to clench my teeth and dig my fingers into the branch to keep myself from killing him.

“He’s alright.” I tried to speak calmly but instead, it came out at a growl.

He’s exquisitely crafted. Mate. Mine.

Scott’s eyes snapped to me.

“Don’t tell me- “He stopped and narrowed his eyes before they widened in shock, “Oh my god, you are mated to him.”

The denial and lies that I wanted to say remained wedged in my throat. My tongue refused to move,so the words came out as a garbled mess. My wolf wouldn’t let me say no, that he wasn’t our mate. I couldn’t even shake my head.

Scott gave me a knowing smirk before he and I turned back to Judah’s training session. Silently, I admired his fighting skills. Judah was ruthless when he fought . He didn’t show any of my classmate sympathy, because sympathy was not needed here. He needed to show them strength, drive, and the willpower to be better.

It didn’t take long until sweat glistened all over his naked torso, the dog tag that dangled around his neck shining each time he turned. His hair was wet from the heavy workout. I clenched my thighs, feeling an ache slowly stir between them. Shifting in my spot, I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. I was aroused, looking at my mate.

“I could smell your arousal even if I stood across town,” Scott teased.

As if to prove Scott’s statement true, the bell rang, everybody heading back inside except for Judah, who turned to look in my direction, and narrowed his eyes before turning away. Scott quickly murmured a ‘got to go’ and skipped out on me. I sat on the branch and continued to play peeping tom at my mate.

He bent down,grabbing his white towel off the grass and wiped his body. I watched his every move with interest. When he was done, he bent down and grabbed his water bottle next, taking long gulps. I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

God, it was not supposed to be sensual, but it was. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him . He turned and walked back inside. After a good two minutes, I hopped off the branch and walked back in the direction that Scott and I had come from.

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