Love And Revenge

Chapter 1

London's POV

My mother always taught me that being beautiful is a state of mind, a mentality. But - I always ignored her, each and every time. Instead, I little by little let my self esteem go down because of what other people said and thought of me. I eventually thought that if people would think of me only as 'fat' and 'ugly' then why am I still trying to be pretty? My attitude became sour over the years, and I got heavier when it came to weight. I could only hope that society would maybe change. I could only hope that the definition of beautiful would no longer be skinny, and tons of makeup. I could only hope that society accepted you for you.

But, ha. How silly does that sound?

"London, do you want me to get you something for lunch? I'm going to Subway real quick." My older brother, Ian asks me. Ian is the only person who sits with me at lunch, why? Most likely because he feels sorry for me. I'm just glad that he cares enough, and doesn't seem too embarrassed of me. After all, he could be at home, handling his Beta duties. But, instead - he leaves his mate and drives to a high school that he graduated from a year ago.

Right now, I would love two meatball foot longs with melted cheese, and a couple of chocolate chip cookies on the side along with a large drink. But, I've decided that I wanted to change. I want to finally fit in. I don't want to be considered fat, ugly, and useless any longer.

"No thanks." I refuse, the words slowly coming off of my tongue.

"You sure? It's your birthday today, my treat?" He reasons, flashing me his pearly white smile.

I once again have to do something that's terribly hard for me - I have to refuse.

"No thanks Ian." I say, mustering up a forced smile and waving him off. He looks at me one last time before hastily standing up and exiting the doors of the cafeteria.

And in comes Zane, the Alpha of Midnight Pack. I've never been the time to judge a book by its cover, especially since a lot of it was done to me. But I used to think that Zane was the most ignorant and inconsiderate person in the world.

Why don't I feel that way anymore? Well, it's most likely because of the attraction that I suddenly felt towards him - the pull. The tingles and warmth that I suddenly felt when our eyes met. I tried to look away but his stormy grey eyes were engrossing. Zane was one of the people who usually just ignored me and brushed me out of their way, but when he started to walk towards me my heart thudded and my pulse quickened.

'Mate!' My inner wolf was howling in my head. I smiled a genuine smile and let out a content sigh, feeling at peace now that I've finally found my missing half. The handsome Alpha that I'm going to be with for the rest of my life.

It seemed to feel like forever, but when he finally reached my table - I was delighted. He suddenly stop walking in his long, powerful strides and sat down in front of me, gazing at me intensely. I stared at him lovingly and prepared to break the silence when his very prominent jaw clenched and unclenched. And suddenly, he looked mad?

Oh right, I forgot that I'm a whale. Not even a cute one. The way his stormy eyes looked at me only minutes ago caused me to forget that.

"Hey." I finally greeted him, smiling warmly at my mate and only hoping that he would smile back. He looks conflicted for a second, his eyes darting over my face before he finally replies.

"No." He says quietly, causing me to look at him in confusion.

"No?" I ask. No? No what?

"No..." He remains silent for a few seconds before he continues. "No. I, Zane Wesson, reject you, London Ortega, as my mate." He says firmly.

My heart sinks at that moment and I blink back my tears and resort to staring down at the table. Why had I just been so foolish? Why did I allow myself to get so damn excited? Why did I have to be such an embarrassment?

When I'm sure that Zane's walked away, I finally lift my gaze from the table. I felt like crying a river, but I wouldn't - I couldn't. It was harsh enough that he rejected me in front of the whole cafeteria. Me running out of here crying would make me seem even more pitiful. All though he was quiet, this school is all werewolf and I'm sure that it didn't get past anyone's ears.

Sure enough, when I briefly glance around the cafeteria everyone's whispering about me, chuckling.

"Did you see how happy she looked?"

"Way to go bro." I look over to see someone slapping Zane on his back, congratulating him.

"I feel so sorry for him." Someone else whispers.

"How could a god get paired up with a, well, fat nobody?" Someone asks.

"Why the hell are you guys whispering?" I yell, standing up and doing what I should've done a long time ago - I walk out of the cafeteria without a second glance, out of that hell hole forever. And I had one thought on my mind. 'They're going to regret it.'

My wolf howls out in pain from being rejected, but I somehow manage to stay strong. I contemplate on calling Ian and asking him if he could take me home, but walking home would only help me in the end so I decide against it. I find myself walking home instead, and by the time I get there I'm panting even though it was a short walk.

"Is that my birthday girl?" My Mom calls out playfully, even though she knows my scent.

"Yes, mom!" I respond, playing along with her and finding myself along side her in the kitchen.

"What are you doing home so early?" She asks, stirring whatever it was that she is cooking. I hesitate for a second before deciding I should tell her about me being rejected only a half an hour ago. Everyone knows, it'd be better if my mother heard it from me first.

"I was rejected today so I just decided to leave." I say, shrugging my shoulders and trying to appear nonchalant. My mom turns to face me, her jet black hair whipping around with her.

"Oh, sweetie." She says sympathetically. She moves towards me to wrap her arms around me, but I twist my body away before she can engulf me into a hug.

"It's fine mom. I don't care." I say, fully knowing that she would see right through my lies.

"Mom, I don't want to go back. Please don't make me." I plead, looking into her pale green eyes.

"We'll figure out something." She sighs. I know I can trust her, she's always been a woman of her word.

"Thanks." I smile, hoping it looks genuine. "Oh... And could you see about a personal trainer?" I ask her, not necessarily stopping to consider money. We have plenty of it, might as well put it to some use.

"Yes, that can be arranged." She says, wiping her hands on her apron. "I'll get on to that right now."

I thank her again before I go upstairs, finally being able to take off the nonchalant mask. I kick off my shoes and flop down onto my bed, making mental notes of how I will change.

Of how I will make the Alpha want me. Of how I will break his heart like he broke mine.

Society is never going to change, so I'm going to have to change for society.