Mated To My Three Lycan Bullies

Chapter 1

Mia's POV:

When I return from White Hills Academy, I walk into the kitchen and find my mother, Lucy Anderson, who informs me, "Mia, we have guests coming today."

"What? Mom, who are the guests?" I ask, gazing at her fair face. Ever since I have moved back here to live with my mother in the White Hills area and gained admission into the academy—where she teaches—I still cannot feel comfortable.

I am Mia Anderson, a 17-year-old girl, and I used to live in London with my father, Rafael Anderson, before Mom requests that I return home and apply to White Hills Academy. The academy area is sparsely populated, and I hear the sounds of wolves howling at night. It sends chills down my spine to know that we have wolves living around us, so I am not truly comfortable here.

"Mia, I know you are trying hard to get used to this place, but I promise you, you will love it," Mom says in a soft voice as she walks up to me in the kitchen and holds my hand.

"Mom, there is nothing for me to like around here. First, there are the woods, the forest, and wild animals like wolves living around us. Are you not scared that one of these wolves might jump on you one day and bite you to pieces? I am so scared at night that I cannot sleep, and yet, there are people living around us too," I complain bitterly.

I wear a short blue denim skirt, a long red sweater, and white canvas shoes. I am of average height, and so is my mother.

"Mia," Mom begins, her lips curling into a smile as she lets go of my hand and walks up to the gas cooker to check on the delicious meals that she is preparing for her guests.

"I understand that you are not happy about coming back here. If it were not for your father, who travels from one place to another, you would not have grown so far away from here," she says, her voice filled with sadness as she checks the pot of fried rice and chicken she is preparing for dinner.

"Mom, I understand that you love this place—the forest, the waterfall, and the scenery of the green plants surrounding us—but I do not like it. I want to apply for a transfer to return to London. Please, I understand that you and my father got divorced, and Dad has moved on with his life, but this place does not suit me," I say, stomping my feet on the kitchen floor.

My mother smiles and covers the pot of fried rice that she has finished cooking. "Look, Mia, there is something I need to tell you about yourself before your 18th birthday," she says as she walks up to me.

The white dress she wears scarcely covers her thighs. My mother could pass as my elder sister because she is light-skinned and a 36-year-old woman.

"What is it, Mom?" I ask, watching her face curiously. She takes a deep breath and says, "You are not really human, Mia."

"What?" My eyes widen in shock at her statement. "Mom, if this is a joke, please stop it. What is that supposed to mean?" I ask, feeling my heart about to explode from the revelation.

She smiles and holds my hand. "Look at me, Mia. You are a werewolf—a Beta wolf, not just a human," she says, her blue eyes glowing brightly, and I stagger backward.

"Mom, please. Tell me you are joking. I do not understand what you are saying. How do you make your eyes glow like that? First, what is a werewolf? Do they exist? You seem to read too many fantasy books, and now you are starting to believe that werewolves are real and that they exist among us, let alone that I am a wolf too. Please, Mom. I am not in the mood for all these jokes. Just let me apply to go back to London. I will call you on the phone, and we can video call every day," I say, knowing that my mother finds it hard to let go of me.

"Listen to me, Mia. Your father is not human either. He is a werewolf like me, but he is a researcher, and that is why he travels from one place to another, working on his research. He ends up taking you to London to be with him. He refuses to allow me to tell you about your life here, but he knows the risk if you do not return to the pack. You could shift one day, and maybe the animal protectors in London might get hold of you and lock you up in a zoo for scaring people," she says, laughing, and my jaw drops at her revelation.

"Mom, you are scaring me right now. What do you mean that I am not human? How is that even possible?" I ask, and she smiles sadly.

Before my mother can say a word, the doorbell rings, and she says, "Our guests have arrived, Mia. Do not worry, I will tell you about it tonight. Your 18th birthday is just a month away, and you need to get prepared to meet your mate and also experience your first shift as a werewolf."

"What? Mom..." I watch her run to the kitchen door to open it.

"Come on, Mia, my guests have arrived. Let us go and welcome them," she says, dragging me out of the kitchen to accompany her to the living room.

You would not believe that my mother lives in this big duplex alone. After all, she is the chairwoman at White Hills Academy. I do not want to study there, but Mom insists, and she refuses to allow me to stay in the academy hostel, so I stay at home with her and follow her to school. I am studying banking because I want to work in a bank in London, but now I have to live in a pack full of wolves.

Anxiety creeps up my back as my mother and I go to the living room door to welcome her guests. Mom has servants who work for her and clean the house. She is a rich woman, and I am surprised that she is still single. Why has she not remarried? She has a slim figure and nice curves.

I sigh as my mother opens the door. To my shock, the three bad boys from White Hills Academy—Luis, Liam, and Leon Oscar—enter the living room. They are triplets, wearing the same white tank tops that reveal their masculine abs, black jeans that hug their long legs, and a pair of black boots.

"What? Mom! What are these three bullies doing here in our house?" I scream and question my mother, glaring at the three bad boys from White Hills Academy.