2023 Watty nominated.
Haze is running for her very own life.
Her mother has to throw her into a supernatural high school just to keep her daughter safe from him.
There in Cranston High she will meet her love interest that will either help her in...
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I glared at Stew from across the classroom wanting badly to just finish off what I started with his ass earlier.
My wolf, Onyx, is growling like crazy inside of my head.
He keeps howling out at the top of his damn lungs about seeing our mate but as I scan the classroom thoroughly I don't detect a single aroma that would alert me to the presence of our mate.
The only new arrival in the school this year is Haze of course but it definitely couldn't be her. If she did happen to by my mate I would have smelt the intoxicating fragrance of her unique scent and right now all that I can detect that's whiffing off of her is the aromatic scent of summertime jasmines. It graces her skin like a flowery lotion or maybe shampoo that she may have used but it's definitely not her designated scent.
I just may think that Onyx has finally falling off of the deep end.
Although he is strictly adamant about our mate being near I can't recognize a single woman in the class with me that would even be close enough to be recognizable as my mate.
I know all of the damn girls here in class. Just the regular girls that have attended this school with me for years now.
Maybe I should just take him out for a long awaited run after school today. It's been far too long since I was able to just take a run through the schools back forest with him.
Then just maybe he would get this nonsense out of his damn head about our mate being near.
As the teacher keeps describing in somewhat direct details about the mate bonding experience my mind aimlessly drifts away from me. I peer out of the side window of the classroom just mindlessly daydreaming about one day being able to finally meet my mate.
I know that Torq doesn't want to find his chosen one, Tee, is like me though, we both to want to meet our mates respectively.
Jaylen is unfortunately following down the same damn path that Torq is traveling upon. Both of them are just your signified run of the mill everyday playboys. Fuckboys is what some girls call them.
I use to be the same exact way as they are, that is up until I broke up with my ex girlfriend, Dayna, she is one of the schools cheerleaders whom I caught cheating on me with one of Stews fellow football teammates, the asshole Denver. He is the bane of my very existence. I use to think that he was a cool guy until that night.
After our recent falling out I soon started experiencing little downfalls of depression and bitter loneliness.
That's when I came to the rough conclusion that I needed a permanent fixture in my life: hence a mate.
