Chapter 1

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Tom's POV

I hate this idea that the moon goddess came up with. Rouges are a disgrace to our species. I guess that some of our unmated females might benefit from it, by finding their mate. Not me though, I'm 18 and mate less, and I don't care. I can live like this, no one bothering you about your decisions, no one making you change yourself.

Okay that's a lie, not the first bit, Rouges are a disgrace, but I want a mate, I need one. I'm slowly losing my mind, and my wolf is growing more resentful to the world every passing day. He hates it, being mate less, having no one next to us 24/7. But there is nothing else I can really do. My mate has to be either a beta's child or of alpha blood, and I've met them all, from every possible country.

How do I know it has to be either of alpha blood or a beta child you ask?

Well with an alpha wolf like mine, we have to have someone who can hate us, yet love us and who can battle against us IF we are going to make a stupid decision.

If she is not of Alpha blood or a beta child, she will crumble, slowly becoming insane. As she won't be able to choose in life. Because you see a wolf like mine is always over protective of anyone who is close to us, like our mate and children, our parents, friends and even our whole pack. But we are the most protective of our mate. Until we have a child, then it sort of even's out between the two. But still we don't let any male close to our mate, unless they are a good, close, trusted friend.

"Hey Tom? Any little men working in that hollow skull of yours?" Mike asked, while clicking his fingers in my face. He's my beta, and best friend. We grew up together, along with most of the high ranking wolves.

"Oh yeah, you know I think I can hear them swearing at you now." I replied, still a bit dazed. I blinked my eyes a few times, readjusting them to the bright sun.

"I can hear them, using these darn birds to translate from Tom language to, well, bird... Anyway hurry up we've got to 'greet' the Rouges." Putting air quotes around greet.

"Yeah coming."

Mike turned and hooked his arm around his mate's waist and walked in the direction of the schools main gates. Sighing I grabbed my rucksack, slinging it over my shoulder and trailed being him.

"Hey sexy man." Louisa said seductively in my ear, well tried, to me it just sounded like she felt sick. (I can taste the cereal already.)

She's human and this school most prized slut. To be honest I'm still a virgin, no idea why, but my wolf just won't let me. Saying how we have to 'wait'. But the girls still say that they thought my sex was amazing and shit like that. I do make out with a lot of girls though, and some other stuff...

But I don't mind it just raises my bad boy status. I'm a bad boy because of my looks, leather jacket, boots and all that, but mainly my jail time, yep I've been to jail. Four times to be exact, just night stays as my dads rich and sh**, but to other people, apparently it still counts.

I reached Mike and his mate, nodding to them and waited for the Rouges.

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