*Annabelle's POV*
Saying goodbye to Will and Isa was emotional to say the least. My sister means everything to me, and seeing her leave again hurt. Thankfully though, it would only be for a few weeks, since Thanksgiving was coming up.
When I got back to work on Monday I was surrounded by colleagues and students asking if I was doing better. I rarely get sick so they figured something had to have been seriously wrong. One kid asked what kind of terrible disease I had and how long I had left to live.
After calming everyone down and telling them I just had a really bad fever last week I resumed teaching. I was behind on schedule so I tried to go through the stuff as fast as possible without rushing it all too much for my students. Sadly, because I was behind I probably wouldn't be able to do my Thanksgiving lesson.
I was now stuffing papers to grade into my bad as students were leaving the classroom. It was the last class of the day already and I couldn't wait to get home to Adam. He wasn't kidding when he said that after marking we'd get closer to one another, I missed him and craved to be next to him a lot more since I've been marked.
"Miss Carter?"
I looked up at the sound of one of my students. In front of my desk stood Mora and Peter, two of my seniors. "Yes? Can I help you two?"
Mora and Peter gave each other a wary glance before Mora managed to collect enough courage to speak up, "Is it true that you are recently marked?"
I froze in place and blinked. "Huh?"
More gulped before she explained, "You smell like a marked female."
Something clicked in my mind, "Are the two of you..." I trailed off. If I was wrong this would be really awkward.
Thankfully, Peter and Mora nodded, "Werewolves, yes." Mora confirmed.
I let out a surprised breath, "Wow, I never would have thought." I then collected myself, "Well, to answer your question, yes."
I tried to keep the blush away from my face. Marking is really intimate, but at the same time every wolf I have met so far has been talking about mating like it's as normal as going to the grocery store so I figured it would be fine. Will be awkward if they find out I fully mate though. They'll know their teacher had sex.
"Congratulations miss." Peter spoke up, "O-or would you prefer Luna?"
"O-oh... um, miss will be fine. Might be hard to explain to everyone why the two of you suddenly call me Luna." I spoke, this time not being able to keep the blush from my face.
Mora and Peter nodded, "Will do miss." Peter spoke up.
I smiled, "Are there many werewolves at this school? I'm kind of new to this." I admitted.
"We figured, since no one ever just gets marked, always both at the same time." Mora spoke up. Peter elbowed her, probably scolding her for her rudeness. I chuckled, Mora has always been a student who speaks her mind.
"Not many others. There might be around 50 total werewolf students. A few teachers too. They range from a few different packs" Peter explained.
Damn... I never knew, "Oh... that's interesting."
Mora grinned, "You'll probably have a lot of other werewolves approaching you from now on. You're a brand new Luna after all. What pack are you in?"
"Um, well, Springfield Lake. But it's just me and my mate." I told her.
Peter's eyes widened, "That pack that was slaughtered years ago?"
I cringed and nodded, "My mate was the only survivor."
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My Pet Mate
Werewolf"I'm your dog!" The guy yelled. I froze and looked at the man with disbelief. Did he really just suggest he was my dog? "What?" "I-I'm your... d-dog." He mumbled this time. --- When 23 year old Annabelle feels like she's getting lonely in her apa...