Wait...... What?!

Chapter 9

"Violet? Where have you been? I have been calling your phone for hours! Do you know how worried I was?" My dad started his chain of questions. This is basically protocol ever since Mom.

"Dad, I'm sorry. My friend and I overslept, and I dropped my phone somewhere in the woods by her house, so  there was no way for me to answer it when you called, or call you to inform you that somehow I managed to sleep three-fourths of the school day," I quickly stated before running upstairs to my room.

I groaned as soon as I reached my room. Of course, I had to forget my phone at his house. Which of course means he is going to come by to drop it off. Then he's going to start talking, and I was going to fall into the pull I now have to him because of this stupid mate thing.

"Ugh," I yelled at myself.

I walked into the bathroom, leaning against the counter I looked into the mirror. I examined my reflection. I was so average, with my brown hair, with brown eyes to match. The freckles sprinkled across my cheeks. I even had a slight dimple on the lower part of my right cheek.

Absolutely nothing special. Nothing. So why was I picked to be Xander's mate? Why was I chose to become his Luna? Why was I chose to be the werewolf queen? 

I have to turn him down. Reject him as my mate so this bond we have somehow created will go away. I didn't want this life. I didn't want my plans for the future to disappear by accepting this.

I wanted to graduate high school. I wanted to go to college, and get my master's. I wanted to go to med school, and I wanted to become a doctor. And once I had gotten a job at a respected hospital, I wanted to find a husband that I could fall in love with and maybe have a couple children. 

I could even imagine the house I wanted. One of the small, but nice ones, with the white picket fence wrapped around the yard.

But what if this was it. What if Xander was the only person I could actually love. With all my hopes, what if I could never forget how he already makes me feel. How could I just forget how my body tingles at his touch. How could I forget his emerald eyes and the way they look at me.

We have barely known each other, and he already worried about me so much. I could almost feel myself worrying about what exactly he was doing at the moment and if he was in any danger.

I groaned again before leaving my thoughts to find something to eat. Trying to avoid my father, I entered the kitchen, opening the fridge to see what we had. 

Of course, there was nothing that I could just grab and go. All there was was milk, eggs, and a couple packages of meat.

"Great," I mumbled. "Dad, where are the keys?"

"Why?" He asked, appearing in the kitchen.

"I need food, and there is nothing here that I want so I was going to run into town to maybe grab a milk shake or something from the diner," I said,  looking at him with puppy eyes.

"Okay, just be safe," He gave in, reaching into his pocket and throwing me the keys to our truck. I smiled before giving him a hug and running up to my room to find my purse.

I ran a brush through my hair as I looked around the boxes for my purse. Once I finally found it I rushed out of the house and into the garage. I hopped up into the truck and pressed the button to open the garage door. 

Swiftly, I buckled up before putting the vehicle in reverse and backing out of the garage, turning around, and heading down the driveway, turning at the end to go into town.

I cranked up the radio, rolled down the windows, and jammed the entire ride, which was short so I only got through like, two songs.

I pulled into the diner and parked, locking the doors, and taking the keys with me. I went inside and sat by the counter, looking at their menu. I ordered a chocolate shake and waited for it to come.