Mates

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I was standing at my locker with some of my pack members- all the ones in high school anyway. I'm the beta's daughter so I've always been the leader of our group.

"Weston alert," my best friend, Holden, warned. I slammed my locker shut and threw a glare over my shoulder at Weston.

Since before I can remember, Weston was chosen to be my mate. He is the future Alpha, and since I'm theBeta's daughter... It just all makes sense. I've never wanted him as my mate, though. He's a player, he's been with practically all the girls in school, werewolf and human. I have to be the perfect one- I'm not allowed to go on any dates, have any kisses, anything. Sometimes I even get I'm trouble for hanging out with Holden, and he's my bet friend. It's not fair. Now, though, Weston is 18.

The day a werewolf turns 18 their hormones start to go into overdrive. He'll begin to get possessive of me, even though I've never hung out with him willingly. He'll do everything in his power to Mark me and Claim me, but I'm not going to let that happen.

"Hello Sapphire," murmured Weston. He gave me one of his charming smiles, and my wolf howled. I kept my poker face, though, and walked off. Holden walked beside me, his arm around me.

A second later Holden's arm was pulled away from me and he tumbled to the ground. Weston was standing beside me, fuming. He bared his canines at Holden and said "Stay away from her," layering on the alpha tone. Holden's head bent slightly.

"Yes Alpha," Holden said quietly.

"Leave Holden alone!" I snapped at Weston.

Weston's eyes glowed yellow slightly. "You're mine, Sapphire." He growled. He ran his hand down my side, stopping at my hips and pulling me against him. My wolf howled with joy and I couldn't help but let out a little gasp. Weston's thumb stroked the bare skin between my jeans and my shirt as my shirt rode up a little. "No other Male will touch you. My hands are the only ones that will touch you" he whispered in my ear.

He nipped at my ear lightly. I let out a quiet moan. "Weston, stop" I whispered breathlessly. He ran his lips down my neck. "Stop," I repeated.

"No, you're mine" he replied and dug his nails into my flesh.

"I am not a piece of property" I growled.

"You will admit it" he said to me. "Just wait."

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2013 ⏰

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