His Mate

Chapter02: New Girl

"What a cute girl. Need some help around the school?" a blonde guy sat on the chair in front of me. He has doe eyes, fair skin and his smile can make any girl drool over him. Unfortunately, I'm not one of those girls. He's Ethan Monter.

I was introduced to the classes I have and he's one of my classmates in English class. I shake my head, "Nah, I don't need one, I also don't like wasting my time with fuckboys." I say. He's charming but with the confidence he has, I can tell he only wants to bed me.

He held his chest, showing me the hurt in his eyes, but I knew he was faking it. I rolled my eyes. His words are so overrated. "Why are you so rude and judgmental?"

His words made me smirk, "Someone told me you sleep around with countless girls and to be wary of you." I sipped my milk tea as I looked at his handsome face. Some girls are staring at me enviously and ignore them since their presence doesn't concern me.

I saw a group of hot guys walking towards the counter. The dark-haired guy was leading the group, followed by the two guys and some cheerleaders flocking beside them.

I licked my lips. "Who are they?"

I eyed the one in the middle who had those messy bad ass hair, deep set eyes, his lips formed a lop-sided grin, and he looked so sexy with his smirk. I can feel my cheeks burning. He has strong arms and a well-defined chest. He's wearing long sleeves rolled up to his arm. And he’s giving off this sweet aroma. My heart pounded with the mere sight of him and I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He turned his head towards me and our eyes met. I can feel the heat in my cheeks. His intense gaze almost wet my underwear. Goddammit.

"Who?" he asked, dumbfounded, he turned his head and his lips formed an 'O', "The one in the middle is Rein, the leader of the group. The famous and chic magnet, careful with him, love, he breaks hearts more than I do." He took some of my fries before continuing,

"The blonde is Arthur, the second in command, the Beta and -"

"Beta?" I asked in amusement. I chuckle. What’s this? Some sort of Werewolf pack? Ethan's eyes widen with shock as realization hits him.

Rein's eyes and his group’s eyes drifted towards us, more like Ethan who was bowing his head and whimpering. I furrowed my eyebrows and stared at them, more like Rein, confused and wondering why he was glaring at me and at Ethan and he walked closer. The sweet aroma he gives off is getting stronger, making me dizzy with pleasure. f**k, what’s happening to me?

He glared at me and I stared back at him, devoid of any emotion. "He's staring at you, you should not look back." Ethan nervously said.

I raised an eyebrow, curious as to why he was reacting this way. "Why shouldn't I?"

"Because he's the Alp-"

"I'm the what, Ethan?" Rein's words were dripping with acid, my entire being almost trembled when I heard his voice. Wha-what the hell? Is it just me? I didn't notice him immediately. My breath hitches with the tension, confused as to what is happening.

Everyone is silent, watching us closely.

Arthur held his collar harshly and dragged him out of the chair. This dude sure has mental problems. Ethan's head dropped with embarrassment. His eyes are showing his feelings. I catch a glimpse of it and my mouth gaped. He's scared? Scared of what? And why is he trembling? Is this handsome bastard really scary?

"Do you really have to do that?" I set aside my confusion and instantly called them out, pissed at the way his group was acting. I couldn’t help but voice out my thoughts. I really don’t care about Ethan, but he wouldn't have talked about the three if I didn't asked and now he's getting picked on because of me, and I don’t like people intimidating me and I know that the way he is acting right now is not just because of what Ethan said, but it’s also to put me, a new comer, in my place. Fucker thinks I’m a pushover.

The Rein fucker is threatening me with his gaze.

"This is none of your business. Keep your filthy mouth shut." He warned me, but I couldn't help myself. He might be attractive, but I won't back down just because someone told me so.

"Why don't you keep your filthy hands off of him instead?" I shot back with a glare. His dark, mysterious eyes stared back at mine, shooting me with those deadly glares. Ha! Do you think I’ll get scared of those handsome eyes of yours? I raised an eyebrow at him.

I heard some gasps from my fellow students. Why? Aren’t they used to these kinds of scenarios? How about I punch this fucker in front of me? Are they going to cry? I can guess clearly that this punk is one of those jackasses who think they ruled the world. One of the reasons I got kicked out of my former school is because I am a trouble maker. I sent multiple jackasses like this fucker to the hospital and my father has to pay the hospital bills. I pursed my lips at the sudden flashback. I really shouldn't meddle or else I will get broke if I send another bastard to a hospital.

His jaw was clenched with contained anger. "Very well," his voice hoarse and watching my every move. He took a step closer to me and I could feel my knees weaken, his smell wafted into my nose and it made me want to eat him. f**k you! I almost spat out to him just to erase this urge. Better to be mad at this fucker than lust him.“You better be out of my business or I’ll f*****g tear you to pieces.” Clenching his jaw and his eyes were filled with killing intent, but there was something that passed in his eyes. I wasn’t able to identify it.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance and eyed him, challenging, “Bring it on, Bitch.” Let's see who will tear who, b***h.

Arthur dropped Ethan and stared at me and then at Rein. His eyes were confused, their eyes were like communicating with each other.

Arthur's eyes drifted towards me and plastered a smirk on his lips.

“That insolence of yours will result in your death. I will let this go, but if I catch you again next time, I’ll f*****g kill you.” After he spat those threatening words, he turned his back on me, then the two turned their backs on us and headed towards the class. He is filled with murderous intent towards me, but I don’t understand why I still find that fucker still desirable considering his trash attitude.

I watch the football players practice. It is our free time, so I have nothing to do. I finished all of my assignments while jotting it down. I still have Math class at two pm and it is just eleven am.

I yawned and got my ass up. I decided to take my things from my locker and go home. As I walked towards the locker room, a groan of two species caught my attention. It is from the locker room. I took a glimpse of a pair making out inside the room.

It's the person with black hair and he's with the blonde cheerleader. What's his name again? I think Ethan had mentioned it before. Rein? And the girl is... Damn, I can't remember. His hair is disheveled and he has no t-shirt at all, his broad shoulders, his strong arms, his well-defined chest and eight-pack abs. Damn. His belt is unbuckled, his zipper is pulled down, giving me a sight of his white brief. With my sharp sense of sight, I saw his c**k sliding into the girl’s wet ass-p***y. What the hell?!

I can feel my cheeks burning from the sight. The girl's legs are wrapped around his waist as they do French kissing like there's no tomorrow. I should mind my own f*****g business but their moans are bothering me. God, go to a hotel and book a room.

"Damn, baby you're so good." The girl moaned.

I look away as I try to open my locker without making a noise. I caught their image standing a few feet away from me. I turn to face them only to blush more. Rein is staring at me, his kissable lips are slightly parted, eyes wide, and his face is flushed.

The blonde tries to get his attention, "Baby, let's continue what we're doing." Wow! How shameless. This is a public

He's staring at me like I'm the only one in the room. I can feel my cheeks and ear burning just from his stare. This is insane. I slammed my locker shut and turned my back on them. I was about to leave the room when, suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm and made me face him. I felt electricity when our skin came into contact.

"What are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you I would kill you the second time I catch you?" His voice is husky, he bent his head on my neck and sniffed at my scent. My mouth gapes, the sensation feels good, his nose tingles my skin. My knees weaken. I must be insane!

Why the hell does he smell so good? It’s driving me crazy.