CHAPTER4
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CHAPTER 4
Jasmine
The door slammed behind him so hard, the frame shook.
For a few seconds after he left, I couldn't move.
I stayed pressed against the wall, my hands still where he had pinned them.
What the hell had happened?
One moment he was staring down at me with the same hatred as he did during the game. Another moment, he was pinning me to the wall and licking my neck.
Slowly, I brought my hand down to my neck and rubbed where his face was once buried.
It tingled.
And why the hell had I not pushed him away?
If Nancy was right about him making me pay for making them lose the Cup then I should not be entertaining him like I had done a whole ago.
It wasn't until I forced my legs to move that I noticed how shaky they were.
I needed to leave.
I grabbed my bag he had dumped on the floor and abandoned my planned meeting with Professor Baldwin.
I attended two more classes without Nancy before I realized that she was right and I couldn't take it anymore.
Everywhere I went, people glared at me like I had committed murder.
"That’s her.”
“She’s the one from the game.”
“I heard the Captain lost focus because of her.”
“No way… why would he even look at someone like that?”
I kept my head down and tightened my grip on my books, trying to pretend like I didn't hear any of the hurtful things they said.
It was just a stupid game I should have never attended.
Northridge was not used to losing. It was only a matter of time before they got over their loss and everyone in school forgets I even exist.
I turned the corner toward my next class and froze when I saw three boys wearing dark blue jerseys.
They were players of Northridge wolves and still had their practice jerseys on.
The moment they noticed my presence, their conversation stopped.
All three of them looked at me at the same time, theirs heads turning in my direction simultaneously.
It was so creepy, my stomach twisted and I almost ran away.
The blonde one amongst them twitched his nose slightly like he was smelling something.
That one act suddenly made me overly conscious of my smell and I tried to remember if I had used deodorants this morning.
Another tilted his head and the third one frowned.
Apparently, they were not pleased by my presence.
Having enough of the silent detrimental treatment, I quickly looked away and walked past them.
"She can barely move without rolling like a sack of potatoes. There's no freaking way she distracted Damon."
Tears welled up in my eyes when I heard their body shaming comments.
All semester, I had managed to blend in.
Compared to my highschool, I had not gotten bad comments on my weight.
Now, suddenly, the hockey team had their eyes on me.
Yesterday morning, these guys didn't even know my name.
When I entered the next class, everyone stopped to look at me, staring at my accusingly.
I have never regretted being in a school as much as I did right now.
Damon
I skipped all my classes for the day and walked straight to the Parking lot.
My hands were still shaking and I relentlessly fought my wolf instinct to go back to that office and claim her.
I have never felt so restless and uneasy.
Not during my first hunt and not even during my first shift.
How the f**k could a mere weak human make me feel like this?
I shut my eyes but all I saw was those doe blue eyes, that damn red hair..... I tried to breathe but her scent was stuck in my nose.
She smelled like honey.
My wolf growled inside my head, hungry for her.
I had only gone to Baldwin's office to discuss pack affairs as he was the Beta for a neighboring pack.
I was not expecting to see her walk into his office.
For whatever reason, the thought of Jasmine and Baldwin alone, behind closed doors drove me so mad.
I slammed my fist against the car door, the metal denting slightly under the impact.
"You look like you're about to kill someone." Ryan got into the car, holding a brown envelope in his hand.
"Here," he handed it to me.
"Jasmine Evans, transfer student. Got transferred to Northridge from a University in Ohio last semester." Ryan began to state everything that was in the paper.
"Her mother died while having her. She currently lives with her father who owns a cake shop in town. Father human, mother was human. Your mate is a human."
"A human will never be my mate." I snarled and Ryan quickly put his hands in the air as if surrendering.
"Yeah, well, the guys said they could smell Luna scent on her."
"That's not possible!"
They should not be able to smell anything on her until we mate and I mark her.
What the hell are you Jasmine Evans?
"If a rival pack member discovers her, it won't be so good for our pack. They could try to use her to get to you. Worse, they could mate with her while your bond is still alive."
I can't let that happen not because of the pain it would put me and my pack through but because I hated the thought of anyone putting their damn hands on Jasmine.
"She's human so as long as I stay away from her for as long as possible, the bond will die. She doesn't even feel it so it's only a matter of time before it doesn't exist anymore."
As long as I no longer share a bond with her, I will have my control back and I won't have to worry about such a weak human.
"And if it doesn't work out that way?" Ryan asked an important question.
Jasmine has no idea that a lot of students she sat with in class weren't human.
From the file Ryan has brought, she was the typical naive human nerd.
It was forbidden to reveal our identity to humans which was why it was an even bigger disaster for an Alpha to be mated to a human.
For centuries, our ancestors fought against humans who tried everything to put us into extinction.
They were weakly cowards who couldn't handle anything they didn't understand or anything that was more powerful than they were.
They tricked us.
They brought a treaty negotiation, claiming we could coexist in peace.
But when they saw how quickly we climbed up political ladders and financial ranks, they got scared that we might turn on them one day.
The dark war.
That was what it was called.
They poisoned us with wolfsbane, abducted our mates using silver, slaughtered our wolf pups right before us and wore our skin as clothes.
With all the weapons they had, we were almost powerless against them.
Those f*****g traitors.
My grandfather eventually found a way for us to survive.
It was a cowardly way but it was the only way for us to live so we took it.
We had to go into hiding to make the humans believe we had gone into extinction.
While their offsprings read about us in mythologies, we exist in their midst, pretending to be what we are not, pretending like they had not betrayed us all those years ago.
"I don't care. I will not have a weak and lowly human lead my pack."
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