MY FORBIDDEN MATE IS AN ALPHA

Brooke's POV “Welcome to Silverpine College. You're here because you're excellent”. Ms. Potts' tiny voice still lived rent free in my head. I shook my head, possibly hoping to shake it off, but clearly nothing was working. I plugged in my earphones and slipped my hands into my sweatshirt’s pocket, still humming the song to myself as I trudged to the library. Silverpine was here. I had to prove myself to Mom while staying hidden. I remembered her words a couple of weeks ago, before I returned to a seemingly normal life in a normal human college. “Always remember to never ever let your wolf out or show. You know what she's capable of and we don't know the people out there who'd want to harm you That has been my dear since childhood. As long as you're under the radar, Brooke, invisible and unseen. You're safe. I crossed a culvert and spit into it. Despite having a nice view and supposedly good hygiene and environment, the school still had its many flaws. I felt my wolf stirring beneath my skin, surging out because she wants to cause trouble or do the nearest crazy thing. No Mel! Stay put! I have a sudden flashback to Mom's words. If they find you, they'd kill you, and suddenly, Mel goes quiet. I sighed in relief, rubbing my temples with my fingers. Thank God! I'm approaching the library, it's literally my second apartment, as my roommate Ivy would say, but I needed to find answers to this project we were given. I walked towards the building and paused momentarily at the door. On the notice board are a lot of flyers and posters. One of them is the legendary Alan Rye. Silverpine's legendary quarterback yada yada yada. I rolled my eyes at this and let my eyes rest on his rather smug face. I remembered the incident that had happened earlier today. I was in the lab testing out a couple of things when my phone chimed. It was Ivy. As usual. She had texted me to inform me about this super dope party that is going to be held tonight, and I needed to attend. Of course, I'd turned her down. I couldn't risk having Mel in that kind of environment. I'd remembered looking out of the window, and there he was, Alan. He was talking to a couple of his friends, and they were laughing so heartily. Then he turned, and our eyes met. I suddenly heard Mel whisper MATE, and she went haywire and became restless. I got alarmed and looked away, trying to put her under control. I almost knocked down a beaker of sulfuric acid in the process, but I guess having wolf speed helps. Alan Rye would never notice me, not to mention being his mate. That would be the perfect definition of living in a fool's paradise. I blinked at the notice board and walked into the library. Everywhere is quiet and noiseless — just the way I've always loved it. I settled into one of the library chairs and set up my laptop. Soon, I'm submerged in my own world of molecules, trying to understand what Professor Syracuse had missed out in class as he'd always done. “These molecules…. Suddenly, I feel myself switching up again, with Mel taking over. A confident smirk spread across my face, my shoulders squared, and then the bubble gum I'd been chewing softly to stay awake became some smacking outlet for me. I blinked and shook my head rapidly. It quickly dissipated, and I sighed, clenching my fists. I hated this. I hated my life. I didn't want to keep running forever. This was impossible. Other people get to do what they want and live their damn lives, but I'm holed up here protecting myself because I have no one to. I bury my face in my palms, exhausted and frustrated. “Oh no no no no” The hair on the back of my neck suddenly stood on its ends. I looked up, scanning the room. There was this presence in the aisle just outside the room. It couldn't have been a human: my wolf senses weren't too keen, but I'd have picked it up. Who the hell was outside there? I reached into my bag, my hands instinctively searching for a possible weapon, and my eyes scanning my immediate environment. I never thought one day I'd be in such a position until today. My heart was racing, and the door knob turned. It skipped several beats, and then the door opened. I froze. Standing in the doorway, filling it with his tall six-feet something frame was Alan. My heart even began to race faster and I couldn't feel my face. It was like it didn't belong to me anymore. Mel had surged up again at the sight of him. His eyes widened and then narrowed as they fixed on me. I sat up straighter, crossed my legs and beamed at him while twirling my pen. I noticed a frown cross his face. “How much can I help you?” I asked in a rather too sweet voice. Alan glanced behind him and then stepped into the room, his forehead creasing with a frown. I looked him up and down with a grin on my face. “Damn, you're such a hot dog. Steaming hot baby”. He approached me so that he stood just a couple of inches away from me. Then he bent so as to be able to meet me on eye level. I tilted my head so I could stare directly at him. “I'm surprised you think so”, he said in his low voice that always made the girls swoon. “Who wouldn't?” I said with a giggle. His countenance suddenly became serious, his jaw tightening. He reached out and grabbed my hand and trained those startling blue eyes of his on my face. “What are you?” My breath seized, and it took me a moment to think like normal Brooke would. So I did what every normal petrified girl would.