Bad Alpha; BadAss Luna

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Blake's POV

"I BITE MY TONGUE SO YOU DON'T HEAR ME-" I slammed my palm on the snooze button to then rub my crusty eyes. After punching the wall,  my hand was wrapped in gauze to stop it from bleeding. I got up from my bed and made my way to the bathroom to take a nice hot shower. Getting into the shower my thoughts drifted to my mate in the woods wearing those tight jeans as I rubbed my scalp with spring shampoo. I pictured her fingers instead of my own, and ended up with a hard on. Fuck. I ended up turning the knob to cold while I finished up in the shower. Getting out I reached over for a towel to wrap around my waist where my V-lines are. Being the son of an alpha means I have to keep in shape, which also means having a lean, mean, fighting machine of a body; and sexy muscles for the lady's. 

'You are disgusting. How dare you talk about other woman when you have a mate!' My wolf spoke. 

Me? Mate? Fuck that. I will NOT be having a mate. I don't even know who she is.  

'Says the one who got hard from rubbing your scalp'  

You know what? Fuck you, I wasn't thinking correctly. 

Sauntering over to my closet I started rummaging through my things to see what I was wearing for the day. I decided on a fitted white T-shirt accompanied by my black skinny jeans that hung low on my waist showing the tips of my boxers. I threw on my signature leather jacket and some black worn down sneakers. Running fingers through my hair to add some texture and to give it sort of a bed head look. I raced down the stairs, grabbed my backpack and got my keys out of the bowl as I walked out my front door to see my baby; Shelby. She's amazing, and I love her with all my heart. Shelby and I have been through so much together, and I know she'll always be there for me. I will definitely be staying with her forever no doubt about it. If anything ever happened to her... I honestly don't know what I would do.

'Its a fucking motorcycle. Pathetic much?' 

God dammit will you ever just leave me alone! After not hearing anything from my wolf, I hopped on my bike and rode my usual way to school. When I arrived, I parked my beauty in the middle of the lot and headed to where my friends were. I slapped hands with everyone and started a conversation with one of my buddies but was quickly interrupted by everyone staring behind me. Damn that's a beautiful car.... I was gawking, everyone including myself waiting to see who the driver was. The door opens and there came out the girl from the woods. She was gorgeous, her thick locks flicked over her shoulder as she shut the door of her fancy car. She strutted through the lot with confidence and it made me way too aroused for where we were. The mystery girls outfit, phew, I have to mention to her that she needs to wear longer shorts and FULL shirts. You can see her stomach and basically half her breast with that top! No one should be allowed to see what's MINE. My anger was rising, my blood boiling  and so was my little friend down there. How is it possible for someone to make me feel so pissed, yet so horny all in one? I noticed her stop in her tracks when Abby the slut gave her a dirty look. That bitch should never be allowed to look at the Luna like that. Wait what?! She is NOT the Luna! I saw her give Abby a death glare back, and it seemed as though Abby almost shit herself.

 Annd there goes my hard on again. I can't do this. Running right into the main doors, I ended up throwing my fist through the nearest thing; a locker. My knuckles made a huge indent and as I turned around I saw the principle staring at me with a disapproving look. He nodded his head towards his office and I followed suit, sitting down as he shut the door. 

"Blake, you know you're not allowed to punch lockers right?" Mr. Owens said sarcastically.

"Really? I wouldn't have guessed." I grumbled as I got on my feet. "Are we done here? Because we both know you won't punish me being that am next in line to be Alpha, so may I leave now?"  All he did was nod his head then put his head down on his desk. Chuckling as I walked out the door my head spun as a faint smell of coconut and vanilla was in the air, but only to see the front desk woman almost shitting her pants. Ok... I strolled passed her, relishing in the wonderful scent and strolled to my class, just on time. After 10 minutes into the period I was already dozing off, I fucking hate math. Just as I was on the verge of sleep the door flew open, and there my mate stood, looking real pissed off and sexy as ever. Her nose flared as if she too a wiff of the air, then stared directly at me. We were both locked on each others eyes, unable to move. She looked me up and down, checking me out before gazing back into my eyes. This continued until the teacher cut in; Bitch.