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"Josie's pov"

Shit

I quickly ran as fast as I could, My senses were working overtime searching for a nearby exit.

I could hear him running behind me or fasting walking, but that was all I could hear, my surroundings had completely muted and I could only hear him.

I quickly saw a door and did a happy dance inside. I barged in and was lucky it was empty, I pulled one of the chairs and placed it against the lock so it should jam the door. I found myself standing in one of the chemistry classrooms.

I frantically looked around for the one thing that could help me right now.

I spotted the Orange flowers at the corner of the room and grabbed them. Last chemistry class we learned how to hide our scent, Turns out mixing these flowers with a few chemicals could create a cloud of some sort of gas that conceals your sent. I still didn't understand it but i was glad i knew exactly how to do it.

I grabbed all the chemical I needed and mixed it with the flowers. I applied the very watery liquid onto my hands and sprayed it over my head.

The door started rattling and my heart rate increased, I could feel my pulse beating through my throat. What am i suppose to feel, i have no idea what I'm feeling right now, fear?

Suddenly the door broke off its hinges and fell to the floor.

He broke the freaking door!!

I quickly hid in one of the closets.

I kept still and very silent. I watched him walk into the room and for the first time I got a good look at him. The peep holes on the door were tiny but just big enough for me to see him.

He had dark brown hair or was it black, I really couldn't tell. A prominent jaw that looked like it was carved by the angels themselves,

Okay, I just said that,

His full lips that were parted as he tried to catch his breathe, his green eyes which seemed to turn darker by the second, his wolf. My heart swelled up by the picture of him

"She was in here" I heard him say frustrated.

"Where could she have gone" he pulled at his hair.

I just watched him,  my scent was still lingering around the room but it should've stopped exactly when I put on the mix.

My skin was tingling with heat, I had given up counting how fast my heart was beating. Every single time he'd cry out I felt my heart tear in two. He couldn't feel me but I could feel him.

"No" he cried out and his shoulders fell, I knew he could sense that I had been in here, but I'm sure he didn't know I was still here.

But the fact that he couldn't be more perfect, with his tall build and perfect face nearly pulled me out of my hiding place.

And the fact that he is my mate.

How long had I been afraid of this day. I didn't even know what to do, I wished my mom was here, maybe she would know exactly what to do. I definitely couldn't think straight with him here.

He slumped into a chair and ran his hands through his hair. He looked so frustrated that it almost hurt to see him like this, I nearly got out.

Nearly.

My eyes couldn't leave him, I scanned him from his shoes to his perfect hair which looked better after he messed with his hands. I was drawn to every single movement he made, his breathing. His green eyes, those green eyes that seemed to consume my whole being even if he wasn't looking at me.

It seemed like it dawned on him that I was gone. The sadness on his face was because of me. I did this, as guilty as I felt and he was making me feel. My fear of the idea of a mate kept me in place.

Elena's also watching, she hasn't said a thing but I know she's here. I can feel her fear, uncertainty, guilt, duty, want. Like any wolf she wants her mate but she's afraid. So many contradicting emotions.

Memories of my father come flooding in. This is all his fault I'm like this. It's his fault I'm afraid of the one thing I was born to love, maybe If I had had a good father, the boy in front of me wouldn't be so sad. I'd be able to make him happy and make me happy.

His eyes turned a dark green that it almost looked black, his wolf wasn't happy. He got up and slammed his fist against the table breaking it in half, he let out a ferocious growl and like that disappeared from the room.

I don't understand why but I broke out in tears and ran all the way home, yes it was stupid to leave my motorcycle, but I wasn't thinking at the moment.

I needed to get home and talk to my mom, figure things out because if I kept on thinking about it, my head and my heart would eventually explode.

I needed to calm down and think things out, a plan of action maybe, my next step. I needed to decide what I was going to do with the whole Alpha mate situation.

I quickly got home and barged through the door. My eyes frantically searched throughout the living room and kitchen looking for my mom. Then I stopped as a thought hit me,

She was probably at the hospital working, I mean it is around eight o'clock in the morning. At least I know she won't kill me when the principal calls her saying I ditched school because I have a very good reason.

I rested my head against one of the tabletops and sighed. I couldn't get those green eyes out of my head. A garden of butterflies awoke in my core and caused and weird feeling to erupt all my senses. My head was spinning and my skin was buzzing.

"Josie, aren't you suppose to be at school"

I quickly turned around and saw my mom in her uniform with a displeased look on her face.

"Mom I'm so glad your here" Relief washed over me as I ran and hugged my mom, squeezing the life out of her.

"Josie" she choked "What's wrong honey" she asked with worry in her voice.

"I found my mate" I stated slowly. Saying it aloud made it more real.

My mom physically tensed in my arms. I let go of her and looked at her, really looked at her.

I've never seen my mom so worried.

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A/N

I promise that I'll give a chapter in the future to explain Josie's 'phobia' of mate's. I know that i've mentioned that it is all her father's but there is a lot more of it. I really hope your enjoying the story so far

Key question:

Do you think that Josie's escape was smart, how would you save yourself from such a situation or something similar - well if you were a werewolf...

-Monalisi

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