The Alpha’s choice

FML

I catch up to Cat and a growl escapes me when I see who she's talking to. Well, more like yelling at. "Get the f**k out of my way Stephanie!" So Stephanie is our arch nemesis. She's a blonde haired, blue eyed tyrant. And did I mention she's our Alpha's daughter? She's a total b***h and hates us. Well, she hates Cat and me. She loves Sam! "I'll never understand why my Sammy slums it with you two," she says in her nasally, irritating voice. And almost on cue, Sam strides up and grabs my arm and pulls Cat by her waist steering us away from this bitchfest. "Sammy," Stephanie whines. "These whores just attacked me out of nowhere." She pouts. I just want to punch her one good time. Right in her nose. I laugh at the thought of her blood getting all over her pink crop top. Sam tilts his head and stares at me. "Care to share what has you laughing like a psycho Dia?" Cat asks. I chuckle. "Oh nothing. Just the thought of that slut's blood all over her new crop top is all!! I think it would look better in red!" Sam smacks his forehead, "why are all the hot ones crazy?" My face reddens and my nostrils flare as I step towards him. "What the hell did you just say?" Cat snickers while Sam looks like he swallowed a canary. "Whoa, easy princess! I was just kidding!" Sam puts his hands on either side of my face. "Breathe Nadia! I didn't mean it!" He truly looked sorry. But I was far too mad too accept his apology right now. "You have to be careful with mutts like her, " Stephanie quips. "She doesn't have a father to discipline or mold her into a proper lady. She's practically an orphan!" She laughs before placing her hand on Sam's arm. "Right, baby?" She coos at Sam. "First of all, I'm not your baby," he screams, forcing her to cower, "and secondly, you're the one who should be careful Stephanie! You have no idea who you're messing with!" Stephanie and her little entourage scamper off. Cat pulls me aside before whispering, "damn, that was kinda hot!" Sam smirks at her, clearly having heard her and she runs off with her face as red as a tomato. "Thanks Sam!" I manage to muster up. "What did you mean by that?" He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, "just that if you didn't kick her ass, these bad boys would've done the trick," he says holding up his arms showing off his muscled physique. I roll my eyes. "I've got to get to class. See ya!" I wave at him before I head to math. Ugh! I hate math! Especially first thing in the morning.