Double Mated Mutt

I step out of the classroom and head down the hall to my locker. Thank God there's only a little bit longer of senior year. I'm looking down at my feet, trying to make myself look smaller than I already am. Not that anyone would even notice. I feel a shoulder hit mine, I am falling. An arm circles my waist and another grabs my head. He picks me up and sets me back on my feet and I look up into his eyes. I feel my body warm immediately. I hear a word mumbled from his lips, so quiet I almost think I imagined it. "Mate." My breath hitches and I have to force myself to breathe in. He's just staring at me. Waiting.. For what? It can't be. I cannot be mates with him. He's an alpha and I am a lowly mutt. My heart hurts at the very idea that the circumstances will keep us apart. What am I thinking, he doesn't want me anyway. Finally, after an eternity, I compose myself. "I can't believe it's you... I-I mean, I'm not your type.." I stammer out, completely dazed by the dark look in his eye. He is examining my face carefully, amusement evident in his smirk. He is hot. I'll give him that. I look away, feeling my face heat thinking about him this way with him this close to me. He's saved me from falling on my face and I'm just staring at him like he's a piece of meat. He lets go of me and all of a sudden, he's gone. His back turned and he's walking away. Away from me. I want to yell after him because the distance is suffocating me already. I do as I've always been told, I hold my tongue. I rush into the girls bathroom near the exit doors and I sink to the floor. Panic erupts in my chest and I know the dam is breaking. I begin to cry, knowing I've just lost the chance to be with my mate. The door opens and I know who it is without even looking up. We're basically the only ones who come in this bathroom. Us and the smokers. Andy. He envelopes me in his big arms and pulls me close. I sob into his chest and he just holds me. It feels different than when he usually holds me. I feel badly about it, almost. After a few minutes, I get myself together and push myself off the floor. His knowing eyes are regarding me softly. "Devin.. Devin Havens.. He's a murderous dude, Rory." His voice is worried. I've heard the reputation he's built for himself and I'm afraid. More afraid than I've ever been and that's truly saying something. I'm the lowest thing on the totem pole in my pack and I'm treated harshly to say the least. At this moment, I would rather have a beating from my sadistic Beta than I would have Devin for a mate. He's killed a lot of wolves for just an ounce of disrespect to his pack. Imagine how cruel he will be when he rejects me. Andy covers me with his arms again as I adjust myself on the sink where I'm sitting. I feel the dread pouring out of me. His hugs feel magical when I feel crappy. A noise by the door catches my attention and a new scent assaults my nose. Powerful, seductive. I glace up from between Andy arms into the beautiful eyes of my new mate. And this time Andy might be right. His eyes do look murderous...