Breed by Alpha Jaxton

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He is looking at my hair in awe and what I think is lust.

“what?” I ask starting to get uncomfortable.

“nothing, it’s just that you always hide your hair and I never see it. But it is so beautiful and unreal. it’s like there is something magical about it.” he says reaching out and running his hand slowly through my blonde locks.

“there is nothing magical about my hair. It is just hair. Don’t overthink things Jeremy.” I tell him as I pull my hair in a tight knot and pull the cap back on and make sure it is secured enough that it won’t come undone again.

“but rally your hair is beautiful.” he says again.

“yeah. I’ve heard you. let’s talk about something else.” I tell him.

Just as we are about to start talking again we hear the bell go off. It is time to go back to our classes.

“okay lily. I have to go and after that I have football practice and training later. Dad is thinking of uping our trainings to weaponry and military combat.” he says.

“okay. We can hang out another time. How about when you’re not doing anything you hit me up?” I ask him.

“sure babe. That works well. So move your ass to class and we can text.” he pats my cheeks and I swear I feel heat race up my arms up to my face and I am once again red with blushing.

“okay. Let me walk you to class.” he offers.

“no. don’t worry about that.” I tell him.

Frankly today has been a good one, nobody has hurt me or bruised me up and they have not pushed me into a locker somewhere. I am practically invisible so if I walk in there with him beside it will be like an amber alert telling them to notice me again after I have nearly skated through the day.

“okay babe. If you say so. See you later.” he says and walks ahead of me into class. I hang back for a couple of minutes and walk into the hallways again crouching down so I am not noticeable and no one can see and my face is averted from meeting with anyone’s eyes. I am already small as it is which works in my favor because I do just fine without anyone easily noticing me.

I am just few meters from my locker when the hairs of my neck start to prickle. I do not turn around but my back straightens. I know someone or some people are coming for me. My wolf picks up their scents and it is Kim and Denise.

I get to my locker and they crowd me. I turn and see them standing there with sneers on their faces and a condescending look of disgust. Well, my sister is not with them and that’s new. They always walk together like a squad or something. Like the three blind mice or the three musketeers or even the three piglets. My lips nearly break into a smile at my own jokes but I manage to hide but not before Denise sees it.

“some thing amusing freak?” she asks titling her head and watching me very closely.