Did he seriously just say ‘mate’ to the ugly thing over there?! I must be imagining it!
Looking at them from a short distance, she gets up from the ground and with a terrified expression, backing away from Lucas’s reach, she runs away.
Ha! Good riddance!
“Aww, the freaks running away. Have you seen her face? Ugh! Sssooo disgusting. Let her go and hide that ugly face of hers. She’s nothing important anyway. She’s just a waste of space.” I mock along with my friends, laughing at her expense.
In the next moment, I hear the most powerful growl I have ever heard in my entire life.
I try to take in a breath, but I can only gasp for air. Lucas’s got a tight hold of my neck, pushing me hard against the wall.
“If you ever as much as snicker at my mate, you’ll never get to see your eighteenth birthday! Do I make myself clear?”
I whimper and lower my head at the power emanating from his commanding alpha’s voice.
His wolf must really be upset for that kind of power to be felt.
Amy tells him to go find that trash, Sienna, and wishes him luck. I hate seeing the love lust look in his eyes. He should have been looking at me in that way, not her!
I’m hating Amy more than ever now. She’s always been a thorn on my side. She’s never let me get close to Lucas. Always making him distance himself from me. He could have already been mine if it weren't for her! I still remember the way she beat me up when we were younger. She’s the only one that was able to ever overpower me in a fight.
I shiver with uncertainty when Lucas says to Mike, “ Take care of that b***h” pointing in my direction.
Is he saying that about me? Is he seriously calling me a birch?!
Mike wishes him luck before turning to face me with such stern, cold eyes.
I gulp nervously with every step he takes closer to me. Stopping only a few inches from my face, he makes himself look taller.
“You will stay away from Lucas, and Sienna. As you just witnessed, she is his mate and our future luna. You will not, in any way, shape, or form, do anything to stop this union created by our Moon Goddess. She has blessed them together for a reason, and you will not hinder them. If ever you do, you will suffer severe consequences. Do I make myself clear?”
‘You should listen to him, he’s right. They are fated to be together. It’s not their fault our mate was an asshole and a player. Let it go. Let him go. He’s found his fated mate.’ Sacha preaches.
‘Shut up! He is going to be mine, regardless! You’ll see’
He slowly backs away from me and leaves me to my thoughts and pounding heart.
Lucas will know how much of a waste of time running after her was. He’ll come back to his senses by tomorrow.
Then I can try and make a move on him again.
☙❧
Getting out of class, I see Lucas rushing towards his locker.
Here’s my chance!
‘You should leave him alone. You’ll regret it in the end. Trust me.’ Sacha pleads.
“The last time I trusted your instinct, it shattered my heart! I blame you for being mated to that asshole! The Moon Goddess gave me you as a wolf early, and then broke my heart by faiting me with him! Why would I listen to you now?!” I roared with so much anger and resentment.
She whimpers away in a far corner in my mind.
Taking a deep breath to calm down, I shake away the misery trying to surface and make my way to Lucas.
“Hey sexy,” I say with the most alluring voice I can muster up.
“What do you want, Lana.” He says with annoyance.
Is he still mad at me about yesterday? No worries, I’ll fix it.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that.” I wine, placing my hand on his shoulder, batting my long lashes.
“I know you didn’t mean to grab me like that yesterday. You must know what kind of freak she is by now. You are so much better off rejecting her! You’re worth way more than that.” I say with disgust plainly visible on my face.
I try placing my hand on his cheek, but he grabs my wrist tightly and in one step, he gets up to an inch from my face, making himself twice the size he actually is.
His deep, powerful alpha voice booming out of his mouth again.
“You better watch your mouth. I warned you yesterday, and I will not make a habit of repeating myself.”
“Never talk about my mate, your future Luna, like that again.”
My vision blurs as tears start forming into my eyes.
Why does he care about her so much?
He takes one more step towards me, leaving next to no space between us.
“And trust me, Lana, if you ever try to mistreat or bully her in any way, you will never get to see your eighteenth birthday.”
“Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?”
Unable to say even one word, I whimper, pull my wrist out of his grasp, and take off running down the hallway. His words hurting me terribly.
Why is he protecting her like this?
Why can’t he see how much I care for him and that I am a better choice for him?
Why can I be happy with the person I deem most worthy of me?
Why can't I be loved and cared for?
Why am I always pushed away by the people I care the most about?