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The Alpha and his Human Mate

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He grabbed my hand, pulling me inside the boys locker room. He closed the door and started walking towards me, his eyes fixated on mine.

“What did you say to him?” It looked like something took over his body and I was getting scared so I backed up until my back touched the lockers.

“What’s it to you?!” I yelled at him, I felt really uncomfortable and was getting irritated.

“I don’t want to see you talking to him ever again!” He demanded.

“What?! You don’t own me!” I was furious, who does he think he is?

He came closer, trapping me between his arms, which made my heart go crazy inside my chest. He brushed his nose to my neck, “I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” He whispered huskily in my ear, making me go weak in the knees as I let out a slight sigh. Everything inside me wanted to kiss him so badly.

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Amy is a normal teenage girl that moves to a small town after the death of her mother. She has no knowledge of the paranormal world that exists beside the human one. Nick is the next in line alpha for the crescent moon pack and finds out that the new girl is his mate. What happens when these two worlds collide at the same time the hunters are back and out for revenge.

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Chapter 1: A Change of Life (Amy’s POV)
The first thing I remember was darkness. Complete and terrifying darkness. I felt empty inside. Then I saw it, a bright light coming towards me. I saw my entire life in flashes passing by.  Then I heard it, a deep and distressed voice calling out to me, “It’s going to be okay, don’t give up on me now, you’re going to be fine!”  Followed by a loud and deep growl.  My name is Amy, Amy Adams and this is the story of how I died. I am a normal teenage girl of 17 years old. Or at least I was. Everything started changing when my father decided to move after the death of my mother. We moved to a small town in South Carolina. That’s where I met Him.  Meeting Him turned my whole world upside down. Meeting Him made my life change forever. Meeting Him, caused me to die. But hey, let’s not rush into things, I’ll start at the very beginning, the day that’s forever burned into my memory, the day I lost my mom. My mother has always been the best mom in the entire world. I guess everybody says this, but in my case it was true. She was a school teacher and the kids couldn’t get enough of her. She also volunteered everywhere possible. Everyone loved my mom and went to her when they needed advice or just someone to talk to. She loved helping people and never asked for anything in return. She would always say: “Helping one person might not change the world, but it could change the world for that one person.”  She took great care of me and my father and always told me that I was destined for great things. She believed in the spiritual world and said she could feel those things, she called it her sixth sense.  My parents were just the most perfect couple. They were always so happy and you could tell they were made for each other. My mom was a beautiful woman, she was tall, had long brown hair and sparkling green eyes. My father was a big, strong man with black/grey hair and dark brown eyes. All the women were attracted to him but they knew they didn’t stand a chance. Their love was so beautiful and their story inspired others. They were high school sweethearts and never stopped loving one another. After college they got married and then I came in the picture. My mother and father did everything together, they were adventurous and loved nature. They would go on long walks just to be with each other and see the beauty of the world.  On my 16th birthday, my mom got sick. The big Cancer. From here on, everything started to change... My dad was kind of lost, you could see it was hard on him, but he tried to stay strong for the both of them. She went through all the treatments, but she just wasn’t getting any better. The doctor told us that she wouldn’t have much time left and that we should enjoy every moment we had with her. I remember visiting her as much as possible in the hospital. Reading her books, she was crazy about Nicholas Spark, talk about the most stupid things, sometimes we even played some games… But then, that One day... I got called out of class by the headmistress, saying she wanted to see me in her office. Walking to her office I could feel my heart in my throat and I was preparing for the worst. You know, they say sometimes you can feel something bad is going to happen? Well, that entire day I had the strangest feeling in my stomach, like I felt her slipping away. I guess I inherited my mom’s sixth sense. When I arrived, I saw him, my dad. His once so vivid and bright eyes looked at me cold and defeated, like his whole world had just collapsed. That’s when I knew for sure, my mom was gone. I broke down and started crying for what seemed hours.  My father picked me up with tears in his eyes and led me to the car. He was always so strong… Now, all I could see was a broken man.  At home we just stared at nothing, crying, neither of us saying a word. I’ve never seen my dad speechless. He was a man of many words, he was always happy no matter what happened and would joke around all the time. I tried to start a conversation a few times, but I just couldn’t seem to find the right things to say… And for me,  just knowing that he was there was enough. We spend the rest of the day like this, just crying, comforting and being there for each other. A few days later it was her funeral. It was a beautiful and honoring ceremony. There were people saying some lovely words about her, even a few of her kids, who were now teenagers, wanted to thank her for everything she had done. My mom and I made the playlist together in the hospital, “Just in case” she always said. I cried a lot when her favorite songs came on: ‘Somewhere over the Rainbow’ and ‘Hallelujah’. It was a very hard and emotional day, but at least I had my friends and family to support me.  Days went by and I started to notice that my father had changed from an open, always happy and funny person to a closed, angry and distant one. He never went for walks anymore, not even when I asked him to join me. I guess it was just too painful… The adventurous stories that he used to tell me were now small and meaningless conversations about how my day was… And when he looked at me, I didn’t see the happy and bright eyes he had, but just pain, hurt and anger… He was so mad at the world, but I think mostly at himself, because he couldn’t save her… Sometimes at night I could hear him cry from my room, punishing himself by saying: “It should’ve been me, I don’t deserve to live!”  He was just so lost…  Then after a few months, my father just couldn’t take it any longer. He could no longer be in our house or this town, the memories were too painful for him. And that’s when he decided to move. I said goodbye to my friends, which was hard for me, especially after losing my mom, and the next thing I knew, me and my dad were on the road. We listened to some music and passed the most beautiful landscapes and towns during our drive. And after a while, I tried to start a conversation.  “What was the town called again?” I asked him for the millionth time, I just couldn’t seem to remember. “Aiken.” My dad responded. His voice sounded depressed.  “Are you okay?” I stared at him while frowning my eyebrows. “Don’t worry about me darling, how are you doing?”  “I’m okay, I guess. It was hard saying goodbye to everyone though...” “I’m sorry kiddo, I tried to make it work, but this was the only clear solution for me… And your mom and I always wanted to go there!” He confessed. “I understand.” He looked at me with sad and broken eyes, the spark that was once there, was completely gone. “I miss her too...” I said, knowing that he was thinking about her. “Yeah, we all do.” He responded as I saw a small tear roll down his cheek. The rest of the road we didn’t say another word. After a few hours driving we finally arrived at a beautiful small house, just outside the center of a small and lively town. We went inside, and it was just perfect for the two of us. It had a small kitchen that was connected to the dining room and a cozy living room and toilet on the first floor. Upstairs there were two rooms with each it’s own bathroom. And last, we had a small terrace with a beautiful garden filled with flowers.  We started unpacking and later on, I went into town for some grocery shopping. The people were all so friendly and very helpful. I already got to meet a girl my age. Her name was April, she seemed very nice, but she couldn’t talk long since one of her friends caught her attention. She excused herself and promised me she would show me around school tomorrow.  On my way back, I saw Him for the first time. He was hanging out with a friend, clearly getting everything ready for a party. The moment I laid my eyes on Him, I felt attracted, like I could watch him for hours and never get tired of it.  I snapped out of my gaze before he could even notice me and started walking towards our new home.

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