My Mate Alyssa

Chapter 2

I decide to walk to my meadow, I text Dave -Hey I needed some air so I'm walking home today. -Okay sis be safe and home in time for dinner.-
I smile and blast my music again, singing along to Tim McGraw's My little girl:
He has a poet's soul, A heart of a man's man, he'll says he's in love but he wont be good enough, oh beautiful baby from outside in, go chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again. Go on take on this whole world but to me you know you'll always be my little girl.

I stop singing and turn off my music as I'm a few feet from my secret meadow that's surrounded by oak trees. I climb one of the trees into the hidden treehouse that I built myself. I slide into a bean bag and relax but also let my thoughts run a little bit. "Wow! I met my mate but also kind of rejected him since he's the player. He would just use me then forget about me like everyone else! I think about the bulling and start to sob as I start to believe that they're right the mean names run through my head: slut, hoe, whore, ugly, fat, loner, an instant rejection, a freak, mate less loser, and some other names. Mari growls at me for believing those bitches. I'm sorry Mari but I have to take the punishment given me. No you don't deserve to be treated like this; Luke/Ryan can help you fight them. Whatever.

I hear whimpers outside the house so I look and see a beautiful gray wolf with tan paws and ears laying down on the tree roots under the tree that holds the house. I bet that is Luke's wolf form, should've known he would track me here! :( I quickly climb down and watch the wolf before sitting on the ground. I see his fur move in the wind and get the urge to run my fingers through it but drown it as I look into his chocolate brown eyes. I hear his paw steps as he moves til he nudges my chin up with his cold nose. Don't worry its just Ryan not Luke yet.

Mari pushes me to pet him and I do as I sit against the trunk with Ryan's head in my lap. I hum a song that's stuck in my head as I pet his fur for what seems hours. I stop for a minute as my sad mood hits me like a train. Ryan whines to get my attention and does some tricks to cheer me up but they don't work. He gives me a look of "Whats wrong?" Nothing Wolfie, I'm fine. I say and try to smile but he sees through it and gives me a look of "bullshit, tell me." I shake my head no and I giggle when I hear his soft growls.
(Picture of Ryan)