Marked As Theirs

Chapter 2

Marked As Theirs

Chapter 2

Veronica's POV

He was tall and…breathtaking.

His hair was blonde and messy, as if he had just run a hand through it. “What’s with everyone hating neatly styled hair?” I thought. Not that I liked either anyway.

And ooh, his presence…was commanding.

”He's an Alpha, afterall,” I concluded, coming back to reality.

Wait. He dropped me.

The awe turned into anger.

I pushed myself up, my cheeks burning, and clenched my jaw.

He tilted his head. “Who are you?”

His voice was deep and carried an authority that sent a shiver down my achy spine.

He continued not waiting for my response (not that I was going to answer him, anyway), “You ran into me.”

I blinked.

What?

I had just hit the floor because of him, and he was acting like I was the problem?

I swallowed the retort bubbling in my throat. This was Alpha Adnam. If there was one thing Uncle Liam had hammered inot my head, it was that respecting an Alpha is a must.

So, instead, I lowered my gaze slightly, clenching my fists at my sides. “I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

He lifted his brows like he hadn’t expected me to admit that.

Then he turned away.

“Are you okay?” A female voice asked and I turned to see a girl with ginger curls and striking blue-green eyes looking at me with concern.

She glared at Adnam's retreating figure. “Unbelievable. You’d think an Alpha would have better manners.”

I bit the inside of my cheek, unsure of how to respond to her. I wasn't really big into friends…courtesy of how my parents brought us up.

She extended a hand. “I’m Taylor.”

I hesitated for a second before taking it. “Veronica.”

She smiled.“Well, Veronica, you just met the biggest asshole in this school.”

I laughed, but my pulse was still racing.

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The classroom was already filling up. I scanned the room for an empty seat.

Then I saw him.

Adnam.

A guy was talking to him in the back, but it looked like he wasn't paying attention because his eyes skimmed over the students as if he owned them.

In a way, he probably did, to some extent.

I quickly looked away and followed Taylor who was heading to her seat.

Unfortunately, the only available seat was in front of him.

I pressed my lips together. Great.

Taylor whispered, as she sat on the seat next to mine. “Chill. You won't have to look at him.”

The teacher walked and called the class to order. “As most of you have probably noticed, we have a new student.”

I stiffened as every eye in the room turned toward me.

“Introduce yourself.”

I swallowed and rose to my feet. ‘Just my name and my pack.’

“I’m Veronica Sebastian, from the Northland Pack.”

“The Northlands? Seth's?” someone whispered at my front.

“Girl, I told you she came with Seth and Beau,”

I ignored them and sat back down. The teacher continued, and the class went on.

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I had spent my classes super aware of his presence behind me. He didn't say a word to me, but that didn't stop my senses from being on high alert.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” I groaned.

“Veronica, are you okay?” Seth asked, looking me up and down.

I raised a brow. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

He leaned closer and inhaled before his face crunched up. “You smell like him.”

I blinked, taken aback. “What?”

“Alpha Adnam,” he answered. “It’s not strong, but I can perceive it.”

“Ah ah. I bumped into him this morning,”

Seth had an enhanced sense of smell—a generational gift among the Northlands. He could pick up even the faintest scent, no matter how much time had passed.

“I’m fine,” I said, taking a bite of my sandwich.

“Are you sure?” His voice serious. “Because I know how you get when—”

“I’m fine, Seth,” I repeated firmly.

Beau appeared beside him and set his tray down. “Man, I swear Coach is trying to kill us.”

Seth didn't reply. He was still watching me.

“Seth, drop it.”

He sighed. “Alright. But if anything happens, you tell me.”

“This is going to be an interesting semester,” Taylor muttered under her breath.

I wasn’t sure I agreed.

The rest of the day passed away faster than I wished. Every time someone mentioned Adnam, my ears shot up.

I blamed it on the fact that I had literally fallen into him.

Not because he was an Alpha. Or because his presence demanded attention.

Definitely not because of that.

I sighed, and shut my locker as Taylor leaned against the one beside it.

“Are you heading home now?” she asked.

I shook my head. “I need to stop by the library first. I don’t have the History textbook.”

“Oh, good,” Taylor said, straightening. “I was going to offer to come with you, but I already suffered through History last year.”

I chuckled. “I’ll be fine.”

“See you tomorrow, Northland.”

I watched her walk off before turning toward the library. For the first time since morning, I felt like I could breathe.

I made my way down the shelves and searched for the right one.

I heard a sigh and my head raced with thoughts. ‘Is someone here with me?’

I dismissed it and continued searching. I heard a rustle this time and I followed the sound.

I froze at the sight before me.

Adnam was leaning over someone…a girl.

Cecilia Whitlock?

I didn’t know her personally, but I had heard about her—admiration, or was it envy?

His girlfriend who has been with him since childhood. She was a hybrid from the Southland Pack. The kind of girl who looked perfect beside an Alpha, blah blah.

And right now, she was definitely beside him.

She moaned as his lips moved to her jaw and a strange feeling settled in my stomach.

It was damn uncomfortable. I wasn’t sure why I felt that way.

It wasn’t jealousy.

I had no reason to care who Adnam kissed.

But I did.