The Alpha's Curvy Mate

Chapter 2

Clar

As I approached the university, a sense of relief swept through me. This is my last week of high school and I cannot wait for summer vacation. As I approach my locker, the skinny mean girls are there waiting for me, just like they do every day as if they have nothing else to do but to pick on me.

“Hey fatty!” Madeline called out to me. Her two sidekick bimbos Jen and Honey snickered. Oh wow, how original. I ignored them and went straight to my locker to fetch my books. 

“Hey fatty, look at me when I’m talking to you” Madeline yanked my hair and as I faced her, she slapped me cross in the face. She let go of my hair and began laughing when the bell rang and she and her minions walked towards their classrooms.

I ran out to the football field and hid under the bleachers, my cheeks soaking wet. Why does this always happen to me?

I continued crying, cursing my body, the rolls, the fats, the big belly, my thighs, and stretch marks, I wish I have a mate, but looking like this, my dad is right. No one would love me.

My sobbing and heavy breathing came to a halt when I heard footsteps approaching me. s**t, it must be Madeline ready to slap me again, or worse it could be my adviser, s**t, I cannot afford another cutting class card. I steadied my breathing and readied to make a run for it when suddenly a pair of muscular arms wrapped themselves around my waist and my nostrils were filled with the most delicious scent, cinnamon.

My wolf stirred from her sleep and howled, ‘Mate’.