The alpha Wolf 5sos werewolf fan fic

Hybrids bite even harder than vampires.

Blake's Pov

Its not always easy to fit in, even when your something different, unnatural. Being a teenager in high school doesn't make it easier. So when THE Michael Clifford asked me out on that date I was skeptical, especially since I could smell something different about him. He had the smell as if he just pet sit for his neighbors who owned about seventeen dogs. There was a district pet smell. But still it was a date and I was freaking out like any other teenage girl. 

I tried to tame my black curls but they wouldn't stay so I ended up tying back the front pieces and praying for the best. My black eyes looked unnatural as well, even more so when I lined them in black eyeliner and mascara. I was beginning to think that word just described me: Unnatural. Ignoring my inner self hatred, I slipped in my brown contacts and was ready to go. Almost. 

"Where are you going?" my mom asked as I tried to slip past her in the kitchen. This was yet another disadvantage of having supernatural parents, they could hear everything. Sometimes  they can tell when someone is lying by the erratic beat of their heartbeat. It was just plain freaky. Although I tend to get away with the little white lies, not having a heart and all. 

"Oh um, " I cleared my throat. "Me and some friends were going to the library to study and maybe get some coffee." My mom looked nothing like me. She was tan, had straight brown hair, and a tall sporty build. Her amber yellow eyes were the only thing you could tell were different about her. My black eyes were flecked with the yellow that resided in her own irises, which was the only thing that we shared. In pre-school I was constantly made fun of by the other kids on the playground. They liked to pretend to 'kill' the girl with the black and yellow eyes. Hence why I wore the contacts; to hide what I really was. That was all I ever did anymore.  I couldn't tell if she believed me or not,  her brown head just nodded like she was having her own conversation in her head. 

"Okay, well be careful, there was a murder in Hyde park yesterday and I want you to be safe. " I rolled my eyes. AS if I couldn't handle some idiot human murdering innocent people. I could kill the man in half a heartbeat and still have time to clean the blood from my nails. 

"Okay tell dad I love him, " I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and ran out the door. Now I'm going to figure out why the hell Michael wanted to go out with me. 

He texted he wanted to meet at a small restaurant called Mackies. I told the blond waitress that one was coming and I sat at a small rubber booth alone. I couldn't believe this, I got stood up. Currently I was scrolling aimlessly through Instagram waiting to see if maybe on some level he was going to show up.

I heard a body slide into the booth and I looked up to see a smiling Michael. I frowned. and looked him up and down. He was sweating faintly and his blue flannel was tired around his black jeaned waist. "So, finally you decided to show up. " I said almost yelling. His green eyes widened and if I could have, I would've blushed. Leave it to me to ruin this entire thing before he even sat down.

"Oh, I'm sorry I was having car problems." I could tell he was lying and I just shook my head and he sat down. Maybe it was best to let it all go, and actually try to have fun of a real date for once.  "You look great tonight," he said beaming.

I gave him a small smile, just wanting to go home. "Thank you, so do you." He frowned and so did I. Why was this already going bad? There was a tension surrounding the two of us. I could tell there were some things he wanted to say, but he wasn't. Which made things even more uncomfortable.  Thankfully the blond waitress walked over with a pen tucked behind her ear and menus in hand. 

"Hiya ya'll. My name here is Josie what can i start ya'll with to drink?" The good thing about being a hybrid was the ability to live off of blood. I could drink it yes, the stuff was delicious, but I tried to not scare the general public by draining a stranger's veins. So I tended to snack on popcorn and chicken nuggets to sustain that biting hunger for more. 

"Just a water please," I said. My voice was tight, unrelated. So far this was not going well. 

"One for me too please," Michael chimed in. She smiled and promised our drinks in a swift minute and again me and Michael were left in silence. 

" So um, why did you even ask me out?" He looked stunned at my forward question, "Because we have only like one class together and you have never spoken or looked my way even once, before today." I added. It was true though. I mostly loned it at school, kept my head down, and listened to music when I could. No one willingly talked to me because they thought I was the suffer in silence type. And I guess I kind of was. 

"That's not true," he defended. " I noticed you all of the time, even before all of this." His face reddened, maybe at the fact he just told me he noticed me, or the unmentioned before all of this, whatever that meant. 

"Before all of what?" I said quizzingly. Right as he opened his mouth to answer the waitress came and swiftly sat our waters on the table. He swept our her pencil and pad and tapped the end of the pencil on her lips. 

"Now what can I get ya'll to eat?" I had scanned the menu while waiting for Micheal to show up and had already chosen what I wanted. He ordered some sort of bloody rare steak, and I ordered my normal chicken tenders and fries. They never got old. We watched as Josie swished her hips away to go and put our orders in and I raised my eyebrows at Michael. 

"Before all of what?" I said again more sternly. "Were you put up to this?" Hoping for a no, he instead cupped the back of his neck and reddened even further. 

"Well not exactly," Ouch that stung. So I was on a not date with a cute boy who didn't even want to be here? My eyes burned but no tears came, I guess that was a haven. "I just want to say Blake, you seem like an incredible girl, you're beautiful, smart, kind, and hardworking-" 

I ignored all of the compliments, knowing they were not true and interrupted him, "But?" I said waiting for the punch line. The thing that told me I knew he wasn't really here because he liked me. For a moment I wished I wasn't an immortal being, for a moment I pretended like I was normal. A normal girl with normal eyes and a heart who would have blushed at being called beautiful and kind. But no, this was my reality and there was nothing I could do to stop the rush of anger at that fact. 

"But," he looked guilty uttering that word, "But I am here for a purpose, and I- no we need your help." We? Who was we? The three other strangely attractive boys her always hung around at school? His family? Who even was this boys family? I remembered no mentions of him even having one. 

"Who is we?" 

"I cant answer that yet. " He took a sip of his water, his hands shaking as he set the glass down. "All I can tell you right now is, that I- we know who, or rather what you are". My eyes narrowed. Who did this boy think he was? Presuming to know what I am. Only three people who aren't even alive in a way know who I am. Me and my parents, and it has stayed that way for centuries. 

"And what am I then, huh?" I was fuming, I was going to flip this table and scream. Being a hybrid did come with small temper issues. "Do you really presume to know what I am? Just because your friends dared you to go on a date with the weird girl in your homeroom, does not mean you get to play some mean trick on me. This, you are bullshit and I cannot believe I really thought you were going on a date with me. Screw you Michael!" I stood up abruptly pushing the table into a wide eyed Michael. He opened his mouth but I flipped him off before he could say another word and flew out of the diner with burning eyes. I cannot believe he thought he knew anything about me. No one does, and no one ever will. There was no way he knew anything about me, he was definitely in on some practical joke among him and his friends, and I was done. I wiped my nose and stood up straight, not allowing myself to be broken over a boy. Even though a tiny voice in my head declined and I felt a small part of myself break. No one would ever want or know the real me.

Michaels Pov 

Text from Luke: How did it go????

Michael: Not good. Got flipped off and called an asshole. :/

Luke: Nice job mate, now were really going to be screwed if you cant get her on our side. 

Michael: Dont you think I know that!! I am going after her, wish me luck so I dont get kneed in the gems

Luke: I can only hope. :)