He's not my Alpha.

Chapter 1

I woke up to the blaring noise of my alarm clock.

"ughhhh." I groaned, rolling out of bed, blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I really did not want to go to school today.

I stood up, making myself steady and walked towards my closet to pick out some clothes. Once I finally decided on what to wear I slipped into it, dark wash skinny jeans, a navy Hollister Tee which had plain white writing, and low top white coverse sneakers. I tied white rope bracelet around my wrist and put my hair up in a high ponytail with a navy headband slid overtop of my sleek, naturally straight, Dark brown hair.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder and finally left for school.

I walked to class immediately, not wanting to be bothered with the other students. It was an all Werewolf school, and well I was the only human. My father, a werewolf, an alpha actually, of the notorious Broken Shadows pack, had a child with my mother, a human. She was not able to transfer his genes, not able to bore a pup.My father however, usually got what he wanted, he wanted me to be at school with wolves, so here I was.

I sat down at my desk, softly tapping my pencil as my eyes followed the writing, reading the chapter which was assigned today.

My quiet reading was interrupted when the classroom door snapped open. Following everyone else's reaction, I quickly looked up. My eyes soon met the finest specimen I had laid my eyes upon. His Hair, it was Brown and perfectly curly, His eyes were a vivid green, His skin, wasn't pale but not super tan either, just perfect, and his arms, they were muscular but covered in tattoos, he was gorgeous. I stopped staring once he looked back at me, I quickly went back to my book.

When I felt comfortable I looked back up, only to see his gaze upon hadn't yet been broken. Only now his eyes were a sickly blood red. I knew what had happened, he had found his mate. He had found....me.

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