My Enemy is my mate

Chapter 2

Nevaeh's P.O.V.

"A what?" I asked.

But before he could answer me my friends all grabbed me and stood between us. "What are you doing holding onto the alpha's daughter. Stick to your own kind. Freak." Luke said.

"What is going on?" I was so confused. I pushed past my friends to get closer to him. "What is y'alls problem?" I turned back around to him and did the one thing I should've already done. "My name is Nevaeh and what's your name?"

He looked up at me and smiled. "Nate and before they jump in again I'm gonna go on and tell you. I'm a werejaguar."

My eyes were as big as saucers I guarantee that. "A werejag? I thought all of y'all were banned to the north."

"I'm a rare one I was born to two werewolves. My dad is the alpha to the pack next door. He kicked me out and killed my mom when I first shifted and found out I'm a werejaguar." he says with sad eyes. "I've been living alone between the territories. Your alpha knows I'm there. He knows I'm only here to finish school and possibly find, well you now, my mate."

"How sad, you don't honestly think she's gonna accept your kind, do you?" Lixie says.

"It's none of y'alls business anyways. What she does is up to her, not y'all." he says.

"You know what, he's right. I'm so sick and tired of the way everyone talks about his kind. And I don't even understand why either. They are the same as us, shape shifters. So what is the damn problem." I scream at them. They never knew how I felt about all this crap. "Come on Nate, I'm skipping school today, wanna join me?" He doesn't even hesitates. He grabs my hand and we leave the school grounds.

"So what are we gonna do?" he asks.

"I don't know yet. Do you have an ideas?" I ask him. He just gives my a sly grin and pulls me to his truck. I was amazed by it.

"Is my truck seriously turning you on?" he gave me a side smirk.

"Well to be honest yes. I'm not like everyone here. I'm a country girl and I love a truck. What kind of truck is it you have?" I asked hoping he'd know and its not just a chick magnet.

"Its a 1978 Ford Bronco custom cobalt blue." he says proudly.

"Custom? So that means you painted it yourself?"

"Yes, I work at a paint shop after school some days and on weekends. Why? Is that a bad thing?"

"No not at all. Just been begging my dad to get my car painted I can't stand the color."

The look on his face was beyond excited and I didn't know why.

Nate's P.O.V.

When she told me she'd been begging her dad for her car to be painted I had an idea. But for now I was gonna keep it a secret but I do need to know what kind of car she has. "Quick question what kind of car do you have?"

"Well promise you won't laugh." she says waiting for me to answer but I just nodded my head. "I have a 1963 Volkswagen Beetle and it's pink and I hate pink. I wanted it midnight black."

Hmm. I thought to myself and had the idea how to get on her father's good side and get them to see I mean no harm to anyone. "So I got a question for you." she says interrupting my thoughts.

"Any thing you wanna ask for go right ahead I have nothing to hide." I tell her.

"It's about my party tonight."

"Don't worry about it I won't intrude. I don't want to embarrass you."

"What! No! I was gonna ask you to be there early and be my date. Please?" the way she was asking me made my heart speed up.

"I'll do whatever you're comfortable with. But I figured by the way your friends were talking that that would explain how the whole pack feels about my kind."

"If you haven't figured it out yet. I don't care what they think. Or what anybody thinks. I have my own way of thinking. Kinda why I stay in trouble."

I hadn't realized that the entire time we've been talking I have done made it to the pack house to drop her off. "Well then I guess I will see you before the party. What time do you need me here."

"Come back in about 2 hours and that way we can deal with my fathers wrath first. Is that okay with you?"

"Whatever you want princess." I say and kissed her hand before she got out of my truck. "Oh wait what about the car you drove to school."

"Oh, I'll just send someone to go get it. Until my car is painted I refuse to drive it."

I just nodded my head and drove away once she was fully inside. The one thing I have to figure out now is how to get my hands on her car so I can get it painted for her.