My Alpha is Different

Scarlett My last day of high school. I can’t believe this day is here. For the last 4 years I’ve been to school maybe about half the time I needed to be. I’m graduating as my grades are decent but if I would’ve been there like I needed to I probably would’ve had a scholarship somewhere. Smoking, drinking, and partying with my friends was always more important. I told myself a long time ago I wouldn’t be held up with the wanting and waiting for my destined mate, which is probably why I didn’t take school or my life very seriously. My father Enrique and his family are the highest ranking Omegas in his pack in Miami. My Abuela actually manages the apartment building we lived in. She was one of the strongest, most organized, most loving people ever. My Abuelo still works the perimeter of the building we live in. My dad met my mom Cynthia a few years later and they were supposedly destined mates. Listen, I’m not trying to shun the mate bond or anything like that but my parents really didn’t set a good example. My dad and mom actually did mark each other before having me. They also gave me another sister 3 years later. During the time my sister was being conceived my dad starting stepping out on my mom. My mom obviously knew because they were mates. My dad didn’t care to fix it and one night after he came home drunk from one of the many one night stands he was having at that time my mom took me and my sister and left. She laid rejected my dad at the border of our territory. Now while it looks like my mom was so badass and was doing what she needed to do she was holding a secret of her own. My stepfather Juan and Uncle Bill were roommates before my mom found my dad, so my mom always knew him. Turns out when my dad started cheating my mom did too. So the rejection ended up not killing either of them because they both despised their bond after awhile. So now we’re in a pack in neighboring Broward County. It’s a nice suburban neighborhood that humans actually live in too but they don’t know about our presence. My stepfather actually has a son Junior that I can’t stand. Juan and my mom ended up having a daughter together. My dad took a chosen mate in one of his pack members and they had a little girl too. So now Lauren, Me, my sister Eliza whom we share both parents, my sister Stephanie from my stepfather, and my little sister Amelia from my father. I love them and Eliza and I go to my dad’s pack every other weekend like humans with divorced parents do. As of now my relationship with both my parents is ok. My mom tries to get on my case about my partying but I don’t care. I’m actually under the impression due to my parents’ reckless behavior that I will end up the same way and my pups will hate my chosen mate the way I hate my mom’s. So not only do I not care if my mate comes along, but I won’t be surprised if he treats me like something he stepped in. I don’t want any pups either because I’m actually scared they’ll grow up like me. I refuse. It’s 5 in the morning on my last day. I’m laying in my room at the house (which is a bedroom my stepdad built in the garage with a wall a/c unit) with my window open and smoking my morning joint before I get up to go to school. After I’m done I get up to shower, turn my fan on its highest setting, and let my room air out so my mom can’t complain when she gets up and comes in the garage to smoke her morning cigarette. As I’m done in the bathroom I’m back in my room getting dressed my phone rings. I look and it’s my best friend Amaya. All my friends I hang with are human. They’re all boy crazy and really what we have in common is that we smoke, we go to the same school, and want it to be over. I honestly don’t know why I still hang with them, considering their human side will never understand the way of the wolf. And it’s not like I can put it out there just to be honest with them. There are some wolves at school with us. I know some and we’re cool and all but I don’t pursue anything else. It’s strange, I’m not waiting around for my mate but I’m not interested in anyone either. But anyway, Amaya and her mom are outside picking me up so I head out. We get to school on the first day and meet our girls Melissa and Barbara. They’re also human, and same as Amaya when it comes to guys. Melissa was actually my friend first, we met in 9th grade and knew a lot of the same people anyway. Barb was Mel’s friend first as she moved here from Miami our sophomore year and they had almost all the same classes. Amaya and I get to class late as is our custom on the first day, since freshmen year we go late to every class on the first day. We’re sitting in OJT and didn’t know they would let us out early on the first day. So it’s 10:30 and we’re already out of school. She can’t give me a ride home because her mom actually left work to come get her. I call my friend Josh. Josh is the Alpha’s youngest son and a good friend of mine. Actually when we first moved here and we’re accepted into the pack by his dad Gavin Sr., he was the first person I met. He’s like a big brother to me and looks out for me as such.All my friends think he’s fine but like I said he’s like my brother. Josh was 6’5” 215 lbs of chocolate. He’s not lanky but not crazy buff either. He has hair on his chin, pork chop sideburns, small mustache, and a perfectly straight and white smile. His sister Tasha is actually around my age and is graduating this year too. Tasha and I know of each other and know a lot of the same people, but we don’t hang out. I have nothing against her but we’re different. It’s probably our upbringing. She’s waiting patiently for her mate, and her parents did everything I wish mine would have. I love that we’re closer to the same size even though her immediate family is all bigger than us. Tasha is about 5’3” like me, a lighter brown, and has what is called “child bearing hips”, because she’s thick. She’s beautiful in her own right, at least I think so. She’s 6 months younger than me from my understanding. Josh says he can come get me so I wait out front for him. I always hear him coming before I see him. I literally heard his custom built 1984 Monte Carlo turning the corner that leads to the school. The Alpha and Josh are mechanics and all around super car enthusiasts. I wouldn’t know the Alpha personally if it wasn’t for Josh. I’ve never met the Luna, Francis, in person. She’s seen me around the packhouse coming to see my brother but that’s it. He pulls up and we greet each other in our brother/sister way and laugh. What I wasn’t expecting was for Josh to bring Gavin Jr., his older brother and future Alpha. I’ve had a monster crush on him since I saw him 6 years ago when we moved here. Josh was actually hanging out on my side of town with me and Gavin came to get him as they were getting ready to go somewhere. Gavin Jr. is absolutely gorgeous. Ever since I saw him if there was a man of my dreams it’s been him since then, not the fine actors you see on T.V. Gavin was 6’2” and 200 pounds of dark chocolate perfection. He has dark brown eyes, strong jaw, plump lips, a full beard that was trimmed low, and a dashing smile. His dreadlocks were right below his shoulders and I promise I’ve never seen a specimen so perfect in all my life. Josh introduces us and it took everything I had to say hi because my mouth went dry seeing him there in the backseat. His scent was invigorating and refreshing. Sandalwood with a tiny hint of citrus. He was smoking a joint in the backseat and I figured that’s why he was with Josh. Josh always made it a point to not smoke by the packhouse because his parents absolutely hated it. Anyways, we get to my house and Josh says he needs to go get something for the car that his dad asked for so he asked if Gavin could stay. Before you make assumptions, no, he doesn’t know I have a huge crush on his older brother. Josh and I just don’t see each other that way so there has never been one of those awkward moments between us. I said of course and I know he was asking because we smoke in my room all the time and my parents won’t be home for many hours now. So Gavin and I get out of the car, I ask him to wait our front so I can open the garage. When I come out through the garage and lead him to my room he sits down quietly on my bed. He asked if he could smoke in my room and I told him he could. He lit up, took a few puffs, and passed it over to me. I was surprised because I never offer anything to new people because they didn’t put in but I guess he was being nice because he was at my house. After finishing with that I started to take my shoes off because I wanted to lay back and invite him to watch a movie or something while we waited for Josh. Out of the corner of my eye I see him smiling at me and my heart skips a beat. He caught me off guard a second time when he reached over and grabbed my foot. He asked what size my shoes were, “Three.” I reply. He put his hand against my foot and we laughed when we realized my foot is the same length as his hand. I was so flustered I could barely breathe. He continued smiling at me and I felt like I would combust at any moment. He asked me how old I was and I said seventeen without even thinking. He frowned immediately. “I’m almost 18 though.” I said quickly, and was truthful. My birthday was literally in 3 weeks. When I explained that his smile returned and I was relieved, it was killing me knowing his frown came because of me. Josh came a little while later and they left. I couldn’t explain it but at that moment I knew I would abandon any belief I had about the mate bond and pups if he turned out to be my mate.