Chapter 1 - Mate

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Marinette POV

2 years later...

I walk out of the bathroom and go to the bus, only to see it pulling off of the curb. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. I walk down the street using my werewolf hearing. I make it to the hotel without any consequence. I go to my room and collapse on the bed. Home Sweet Home.

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I crawl out of the bed the next morning and pull on the school uniform. The skirts are short, and I made sure to get a size bigger on purpose. I leave my waist-length hair with one white streak to wave down my back. I grab the shoulder bag and made sure I had everything before I left. I just make it onto the bus, then we are off to school. I won my class a foreign exchange program trip for one semester at GA(Gotham Academy). Lila, of course, took credit. We get off the bus, and I'm instantly hit with the sweetest smell ever. I look around and make eye contact with a black-haired, green-eyed boy. His eyes immediately darken, 'Mate' my wolf says. I laugh out loud and instantly turn around shouting, "Forget about it." over my shoulder. I run into the woods behind the school and immediately shift. I run into the center of the forest, and not long after I'm tackled to the ground. I instantly shift back before he can see my wolf color. I roll over with him still standing over me. I smile at him and he huffs, "Hello cutie. Wasn't expecting you." I coo and him. He gets off of me and gives me a warning growl to stay before he disappears behind a tree. A few moments later he reappears with the school uniform on. I look up a the sky from the ground and he comes to sit beside me. I look at him when he clears his throat, "What's your name?" I give a small smile, "Marinette," I remember something else my parents told me when I was a kid. The white wolf's mate is always an assassin He nods his head, "Damian Wayne." My eyes widen and I sit up, "You're an alpha?!" 

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