Everyone knows the story about how the first werewolf was made. A man was so stricken with grief over his wife being brutally murdered he asked a witch to grant him one wish, to be the strongest of all man kind to be able to protect his children and his village from danger. She warned him that with this great ability came great consequences, but thus granted his wish. The next time someone attacked his village he was able to protect and save them. But over time the man grew arrogant and conceited about his abilities. He went back to the witch and told her about the great power he possessed that no one else had that made him better than everyone else. The witch overheard this and this was furious. For the next full moon he was turned from man to beast. The witch was happy for now the arrogance that consumed him was now sedated. But the man was furious at the witch for doing this so he went on a rampage and killed other villages with his bare teeth. The witch was not yet defeated, she had a plan that would surely be the downfall of the great Alpha. She summoned the spirits and cast a spell so powerful that it killed her in the process but it a done. She made him a mate. Someone that would sedate his power and authority and would ultimately be his other half, the whole reason he lived and breathed. Once he found her he took her away with him somewhere no one would find her. She was so disgusted with him and his murderous ways she rejected him ending his reign in power. He was so overcome with sadness from the other half of his heart he wandered the world alone and died of a broken heart.
Ugh. I honestly couldn't care less about werewolf history I really don't care about mates. I mean why would I want a mate? Who honestly wants their entire destiny and life planned out for them since the day they are born. I believe we should choose our own destiny and who we want to be with and what we want to do but according to the pack and history I am supposed to fulfill my duty as a wife and mother to whomever I am with and tend to his every need.As if. These people must have some messed up brains if they think im giving my life away for some man.
"Hello!" Alicia waved her arms in front of my face. I must've started daydreaming again. I do that a lot actually.
"Earth to Teagen!" She said again. Alicia and I have been friends forever. We met in 6th grade when we were lab partners and she kept cracking dirty innuendos at the teacher. Mrs. Finchetti probably hated us so much. But anyway we've been friends ever since then. Alicia was pretty but not fake pretty like most girls a natural pretty, with blonde hair that eventually turned like a bleach blonde almost white with age and gorgeous blue eyes that at the moment was outlined with tons of black eyeliner.
"Teagen I would prefer it if you stopped ignoring me and walked me to my next class." She said sassily.
"OK I'm done daydreaming I'll walk you to class." I said so she would just shut up.
"Finally. Off to French we go." We walked to her French class and in the hallway by the lockers stood my long time crush Greyson. God he was so gorgeous with his black hair, hypnotizing blue eyes, his many tattoos and that sexy lip ring. He's so gorgeous and I've been crushing on him since sophmore year but he hasn't noticed me once. Its senior year now I'm hoping he'll FINALLY notice me.
"Teagen your drooling." Alicia said sarcastically. I glared at her.
"Shut up, like you weren't drooling over Alex." I said back to her and her eyes widened.
"Pssh. I was not I was just thinking how ugly his shirt looked today." She said unconvincingly.
"Oh so you admit you were looking at him." I smirked at her. Her face turned red as she blushed.
"Whatever. I see you later loser." She said and walked away her cheeks still flaming. I walked into Math and set my backpack down next to me. Soon the class started filling up and walking this way was Greyson. Holy Crap! Why was he walking this way? He stood in front of me his amazing blue eyes staring into mine. I almost melted in my seat.
"Is this seat taken?" He asked in his super deep voice"
"Nope. You can sit." I said smiling. He smiled back at me and sat down. The teacher walked in just then and told us about the project we were doing.
"Ok class whatever seat your sitting in will be your seat for the rest of the year." She said as she wrote equations on the board. Greyson turned his head toward me his hot minty breath on my ear.
"I guess you're stuck with me for the rest of the year." He grinned at me cutely. I smiled back forcing myself to look at the board once more pretending to copy my notes but doodling instead so I don't embarass myself staring at him.
