A Werewolf Story- Different

Chapter 2- I'm not ready

A/N: I'll try an update once or twice every week but I get a lot of homework so bear with me.

All eyes were on me as I walked to my locker. Well i am the Alpha's daughter and although this school has humans and werewolves alike, neither can peel their eyes away from me.

Is it annoying? As hell! But I cannot change who I am and I'm used to that now.

Are she-wolves and ordinary female humans jealous? Yes, especially fellow she-wolves. Especially Tinker, THE biggest, spineless slut ever. Her small group of idiotic followers are just as hollow in the head too.

She's part of my pack and hasn't found her mate yet (nor have the other slutty she-wolves around her) so to her, that means she can "do the do" like a rabbit.

Tinker is a sly thing and her parents believe she's as innocent as her name sounds. That is a total and utter lie.

They walk my in my direction as I make my way to my locker. "Oh look, a rare sighting! How much more masculine can this thing get?!? Hahaha!!" Tinker whispers to her followers.

Usually, i stare at her until she backs down pretty quickly. Today, I was feeling irritated already for some reason and she just has a death wish.

I turn around as I'm about to open my locker and glare at her. The look on her face tells me that she knows she picked a bad time.

She cowers, wincing as I growl and shake slightly. Using my Alpha tone that comes with having pure Alpha blood I sneer into her ear, menacingly saying "You chose your fate slut. Stand down. Now show me some respect before I rip your head off."

I move away from her to see her face better. The fear I smell rolls off her in harsh currents as she bows her head in respect along with the other sluts with her.

It was a hurrendous smell but my wolf likes the fact they'll never again question my authority. Their knees are bent a little too. Fully submissive.

It causes a scene and all the wolves and humans in the corridor look at me with different expressions. Some with admiration, others with fear. And some with proudness, and loyalty. Good. Now they know my threats are only the beginning of my rage.

The unmated male wolves and human males end up eyeing me up and down with smirks on their faces. I stand there for a while absorbing the emotions that sail through the air and close my eyes.

When I open them I sweep my eyes through the crowd still looking slightly hostile. They all look down apart from two male wolves.

One I recognise as my brother, Lucas. The other...i don't know who he is but my wolf is thrashing around inside of me.

Lucas was talking to that other wolf and gave him a goodbye pat on the back before making his way towards me.

Immediately I wish it was me touching him. I wanted to rub circles on his hand and make my lips connect passionately with his--WOAH! Where did that come from!

I noticed the guy was staring rigt back at me with an emotion I recognised well since I had seen it in the eyes of my parents: Love.

No. It can't be. I'm not ready for that! A fight-I can handle but I'm not ready for my mate!!!

He sees the blank expression I put on to hide my emotions from outside view as I always do. Then he whispers the one word I dread, low enough for only sensitive wolf ears to hear: "Mate."

A/N: OOOOHHH!!!! A baby cliff hanger for you Baby Bunnies!!!