Paranormal Academy

My Unfortunate Past

"You do realize that you're mine now, right?" I ask, because that was some decent s*x and until I finish with him he belongs to me. He pretty much just sold his soul to the devil, in this case the devil is me.

"As in boyfriend and girlfriend, cause I'm cool with that."

"I mean what I said, you are mine until I tell you you aren't anymore. This means no other girls until I say so, and no going places like parties without my consent." I state, hoping he gets through his head fast.

"So, can I call you my girlfriend and s**t or no?" He doesn't seemed bothered by my requests which is understandable because we're wolves and we all get really protective and possessive of the person we're dating or mated with. I give him a small nod. The only reason I tell him yes is because people like to call me names like slut, w***e, hoe, and say a lot of offensive things to me if they're human or like Emily. Emily thinks she's better then everyone, and even believes that she's more powerful than me. ME. But I didn't really give her any reason to believe that I was stronger than her because whenever I've been around her I have pushed my power down to make me seem like a very submissive wolf. And apparently, she was dumb enough to believe that the most powerful pack in the area has a weak Alpha. Like, if I was weak this pack would have already fallen apart.

Que eye roll. I just can't believe how stupid some people are. I guarantee she's going to want to "fight me" to day because of Ethan and I. But it's going to be a really unfair fight for Evil Emily if you ask me. Then she'll just end up crying to Dad and there goes our good pack relations.

Whatever, it won't really make a difference for my pack or anything. They can't and won't attack my pack because we are the strongest and are getting stronger each and everyday. If they did decide to attack, let's just say it would be a blood bath. Of course all of the blood would probably belong to the Highridge Shadow pack. And any of the remaining wolves would just become apart of my pack. Besides, all of that isn't even the main reason because, you see, Me and my pack are at the top of the food chain and they are closer to the middle, but are slowly dropping lower and lower until one day they will become one of the weakest packs out there. So, they can't do anything to my pack or they wouldn't even have a pack anymore.

You might be wondering why I haven't taken over their pack already, am I right? Well, I honestly don't want to have to deal with all of the angry wolves and stuff. Plus it would create a lot of unrest if a two packs combined. I also only take packs if they have attacked me first. I had quite a few of these cases when I first became Alpha. Everyone thought me to be a weak little girl. Oh, did I prove those sorry ass bitches wrong.

Ugh, why am I having such hard time focusing today?

I look up at the clock and see that it's 8:47. The tardy bell rang at 8:15. Crap, I'm, like, thirty minutes late. Don't get me wrong I'm the Alpha and technically shouldn't have to go to school, however, I want to set a good example for the young ones and I have to learn how to run my Father's, I guess it's kinda mine now, business. I'll get more into that later.

Ethan opens the door for me after we both got dressed and cleaned off. And no I don't smell like him, sure, I smell of him, but the scent shouldn't stay on me for long. The only permanent scent that will forever mix with someone's scent is their mates.

I walk out into the hallway, say a quick goodbye to Ethan and run my little butt off to my first period.

My first period is actually PE, so I don't mind missing at all. Some people assume that just because you're a wolf you should like exercising and stuff God, did they get that wrong. The only time I like working out is when I feel a strong urge to do so. That only happens once or twice a year. I do work out on the cheer squad but I don't count that as a workout, since I've been doing that stuff since I was little. It also helps that I'm a werewolf.

When I get in the locker room I quickly strip. Put some more deodorant on, throw on my PE clothes and quickly run out to the gym. The clothes consist of small black shorts that show off my butt and a white t-shirt, that is almost see through, with the school logo on it. The school logo is wolves, obviously because the school consists of mostly werewolves.

The gym is kinda small and standard. There's basketball hoops throughout the gym and bleachers that take up the whole left side of the gym. There's a equipment closet in the back that hold all the volleyballs, basketballs, frisbees, lacrosse sticks, weights and ect. We don't use all of the equipment and stuff because we only have it for one semester.

And that one semester is more than enough for me. It's like Coach Brown purposely makes this class beyond boring. You're probably asking yourself, How can PE be boring, but you don't even know.

Every class she either turns on lame classical music or no music at all. She makes us run a mile every day even if it's freezing cold and hailing. And she usually doesn't even have us do anything, but the mile then she gives us a lecture on physical exercise when it would be better if she just let us actually physically exercise. Plus, we're constantly taking tests in the class. Why? I don't know, like we'll actually remember any of the things she says after we take the test.

Anyhow, there's not much else in her the floor is like every basketball court is, made with wood and glossy. The gym has totally seen better days but it's still pretty nice for being years old.

As I'm coming through the door to the gym, my best friend Kate looks over and sees me. She quickly runs over and gives me a hug. Before she ran over she made sure that Coach Brow didn't see her coming over here.

Couch Brown is such a grouch. If you're like two minutes late she'll give you a long lecture about if you ever want to get good grades or get a job then you'll need to get to school on time. At this I just roll my eyes.

Being on time to school does not relate to me because I have more important things to do, like take care of pack issues and my special needs. If I didn't handle my special needs once in a while I would end up exploding and killing lots of people and wolves.

The last time I lost my cool was from going without s*x for six months.

Flash back:

I'm talking to one of the vampire covens leaders that lives by the pack. We got into an argument, a couple of weeks ago, because they want me to let them kill innocent humans around my pack lands and I told them no. Of course this just made them upset so they went on a killing spree.

I walk up to the coven leader, Natalia, and start yelling at her.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAID NO KILLING HUMANS?" Normally I wouldn't let this get so under my skin, but it's been a while since I've had any of my stress reliever, s*x.

Natalia, the ever calm vampire, takes my yelling stride and starts walking towards the castle door.

"Your rule was ridiculous, that' why I didn't listen." This makes me extremely angry that she can be so calm and act like nothings wrong when I'm here exploding over the fact that she didn't listen to my one and very simple rule. Is swear if she does anything I don't like I'll snap here neck.

"Besides, you aren't the boss of me, just because you are pack alpha doesn't mean you rule over MY coven."

I growl, I've had enough of the b***h. I try to stay calm and not kill her but when she starts waving me away and saying, "Go doggy, go." I can't stop myself from what I do next.

When I wake up from my rage, I look over to see a huge pile of dead vampires. Next thing I know my friends and family from my pack show up.

After a while of them searching the place and counting the bodies, they inform me that I killed the entire coven of vampires.