I'm Not A Puppy

10

It was lunch time.

Math class went easy, me helping Jaxon with his questions. He was very intelligent. He just didn't seem smart, as if no had tried to teach him. Regardless, I was proud of him. The reality was he could solve problems like a true alpha. He never gave up and he listened to me.

In the cafeteria I was munching on some potato tots, while Jaxon talked to his friend, Neal I think it was. Jaxon introduced me 20 minutes ago, but I wasn't paying attention.

Jaxon laughed at something Neal was saying. He looked me while he did. I never saw someone so beautiful before. His phone vibrated on the table, and he looked at it.

His eyes went from bright, to dreary. He typed quickly on his phone for a moment before looking at me. Seemingly worried, he told me, "My mom just came home to pick up her lunch and my dog wasn't there."

I froze, the potato becoming dry in my mouth. I was his dog. Of course she wouldn't find it. I dropped the tot I was holding on a napkin.

"I'm sure it's just wandering around in all the hiding places. You said you just got her right?"

"Yeah. You're right,  a new dog would investigate the house wouldn't it," he texted on his phone a bit more. "I swear when I thought that maybe I lost her, my heart seized. I've never been so afraid." I tried not to squeal.

His friend beside him, Neal, however, laughed at him. "Buddy, it's just a dog. You can get another one. Plus you said this one a stray. You can get a rescue, same thing." Everyone was quiet.

"Do you have a thing against dogs?" I could help it. I blurted out what I was thinking. Who was that insensitive? You can't just replace a dog.

"Well... no I love dogs, but they're just pets." Jaxon looked at Neal like he didn't know who he was.

"How could you say something like that! You know Angel isn't just a pet. She's my family!" Jaxon was breathing hard, and looked close to breaking something. My heart sped up.

I was starring at him in amazement. He actually did feel it. That's exactly how I would expect my mate to act when belittled. I couldn't help my smile.

Jaxon stood up from the table and grabbed my hand. "Come on Angel." I got up to to with him. Jaxon stopped and turned to look at me confused.

"I mean, Nora. Sorry." He shook his head. He couldn't possibly connect me to his dog, could he? Humans don't believe in werewolves. Honestly, what the fuck. I mean, I know I am Angel, but he shouldn't think of me like a dog while I'm human. It's the other way around.

He dragged me out to the field. It wasn't huge, but it overlooked a lake and it felt like a cliff. They were a couple smokers in the corner over shadowed by trees, but he led me right to the middle. "Where are we going?"

"I just figured we could have lunch out here." Jaxon went to sit on a patch of sun warmed grass. He stopped, because he was still holding my hand. I bet he doesn't want to let go, exactly the way I don't.

He looked at our conjoined hands with a little subconscious pout. I grasped tighter and plopped myself on the ground with him.

Jaxon smiled and looked at the grass, blushing a little. "I usually don't get mad. Especially at my friends. I hope what happened back there didn't scare you."

"Not at all." Not at all. Frankly, seeing Jaxon mad, and on my behalf, was hot. I wonder how Jaxon would be as an alpha. Kind and considerate or harsh and super hot and ordering me around the bedroom. I was sick in the head, I swear I'm not usually like this.

My stomach dropped.

It hit me like a ton of bricks. It wasn't getting him to accept me as my mate that I should worry about, it's him accepting responsibility as an alpha.

Jaxon always acted so submissive, except for every now and then. Why would he want to be alpha? How would I ever be enough for him to live a life doing something he hated.

I couldn't do that to him.

I let go of Jaxon's hand. He looked at me concerned. "I'm sorry, Jaxon. I have to go... to the washroom."

His fear bled into warmth. He laughed. "Duty calls, I guess. Hey I hope I didn't offend you when I called you by my dog's name."

I gave him a fake smile, feeling sick to my stomach. "It's okay."

As I walked back towards the school, a tear ran down my cheek.