Deceived

Chapter 3

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118 YEARS LATER

I stared at the most gorgeous, well-proportioned face I've ever set eyes on. Long dark lashes frame his piercing blue orbs,accentuating the golden flecks that were scattered in them. His lips were full and appeared invitingly soft. Golden skin sheath his amazing bone structure, emphasizing his strong jaw. A lock of dark glossy hair rested on evenly-shaped dark brows,lending him a boyish appearance. But nothing could disguise the fact that this stranger was undeniably a man,not a boy.

He strode towards me, his hands outstretched beckoning me to him. I took a step back from the stranger, doubt settling on me. The man might be gorgeous but he exuded darkness and evil,something I would never wish to be near.

"Wh-who are you?" I stammered avoiding his eyes.

"You don't remember me...Shahema?" His voice deceptively soft.

"How di-did y-you know my n-name?" I forced out,unsuccessfully trying to appear nonchalant. I tried to recall if I've seen him before. That could be the reason he knows my name. But surely I'd have remembered this man if I've seen him before? Strangely,though,I felt like I knew him.

Like lightening, the man appeared in front of me. A frightened scream erupted from my lips, piercing the air. He snaked his muscled arms around my waist and drew me up against his hard broad chest. I cowered in fear; my heart thumping painfully. I tried to move, to unwrap myself from his arms but I found I was no longer in control of my body. My heart accelerated in fear and I felt nausea rise in my gut. He leant closer to my neck, his cold breath fanning my skin. An involuntary shiver went down my spine, fear tightening its fingers around my throat,robbing me of my voice to scream. What's happening to me? I thought frantically. How was it possible for him to paralyse me?

He inhaled deeply as if savouring my scent. "It's good to see you again...my queen." With that I felt two sharp knife-like objects puncture the skin on my neck...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

I was dragged from my nightmare by the alarm blaring on the night stand. Relief hugged my body to know it was all just a dream. But it felt so real..Gulping down a breath of air, I tried to calm the frantic beating of my heart. My skin was clammy with sweat and my head pounded mercilessly. My mind wandered back to the dream though...What was that all about? A dream is based on your memory but I've never seen that man before. Who was he? What was he? But more importantly...why did I feel like I know him? I must be really los-

"Get up! Get up! Get up!"

My chain of thoughts were cut off by Sanya, my five year-old sister, running into my room and screaming her little head off. "It's your Birthday Hema! Your 18 now get up!" She said, jumping excitedly on my bed in her pink barbie pyjama.

"Arg" I moaned in pain, pulling the sheet over my head. I was exhausted from the nightmare: now all I wanted to do was sleep until nature wakes me up and the headache was gone. Unfortunately, I had to go to school. I sighed and pulled back the sheets. Sanya dashed from my room heading to the kitchen,no doubt to stuff her little face. I was convinced that little girl had the appetite of a blue whale. I dragged myself to the bathroom to get ready.

In fifty five minutes I was on the bus heading to school with a slice of birthday cake in one hand and my book bag in the other. I didn't have a car like most children in the pack did. Mother couldn't afford it. Ever since I was adopted it had just been me and her. She got pregnant a few years after my adoption by a guy at a night club five years ago. She didn't know his name but he left her with a gift...Sanya.

Mother refused to stay at the pack house when Alpha Jake offered a few months back. Apart of our house was burnt flat to the ground but she was fiercely independent and refused to take hand-outs, so she declined. She worked her head off as a waitress at an exclusive restaurant in town to repair our house but still we barely had enough money to pay the bills. It didn't matter to me that I didn't have a car. I wasn't one to chase material things unlike majority of the girls in the pack. Instead, I found a job at a fast food joint and tried to help with the bills. I was considered the "boring girl" and "the freak." I didn't put much effort into my appearance nor did I attend the weekly parties that were held at the pack house;not that I was ever invited. Aside from that I didn't possess the ability to change into a wolf. I was the equivalent of a human and was considered the weak link by others in the pack. I was often scorned by the children in the pack- apart from my best friend- and looked down upon by the elders.

I arrived at school and was greeted by my best friend, Jess. She was a tall blond who possessed the most startlingly beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen. We met a week after I was adopted and moved into the community. She spoke to me in first period and we instantly clicked. She was a sweet girl but when it came to gossiping she was as viscous as the wolf she is.

"Did you hear that Tate is back?" She stage whispered,bouncing with barely contained excitement. She had a crush on Tate since the day she moved here with her family from Alaska. She was convinced she had a chance with him.

"Uh-huh." I said monotonously, not really caring.

Tate was alpha Jake's eldest son and the one destined to follow in his father's footsteps in becoming the next alpha. He was abroad studying business in hopes of also running the family business;a hotel chain across North America and Europe. As I'm sure you had already deduced...the guy is rich. For a guy who was just twenty five he was very versatile in being able to run two businesses. I've never personally met Tate; he went abroad to study a few months after I was adopted...around the same time Jess moved here. I didn't meet the entire pack,only alpha Jake, at the time so I didn't meet Tate. However, Jess did and for a week she wouldn't shut up about him.

"Oh and happy birthday!" She screamed, embracing me in a bone-crushing hug. "You'll find your mate soon!"

"Yeah..." I said un enthusiastically. I didn't delude myself in harbouring any hopes of finding a mate. I didn't believe that there was someone out there for me. For me the 'perfect one' and 'true love' didn't exists beyond the pages of soppy romance novels. Its quite peculiar for a werewolf to not believe in true love but if other werewolves had a "genetical mishap",like I did, I'm sure they'd share my views.

I untangled myself from the hug and grasp Jess's arm, pulling her into the school building.

I had the strange feeling that something was going to happen today...but what?

I felt eyes on me so I turned and scanned my surroundings but I saw no one. The bell had already rang and the halls were deserted. I decided to ignore it and headed to class hand-in-hand with Jess...but I still couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Ok so this is chapter 3. I feel like this chapter suck. Anyway I'm new at this so I guess there is always more room for improvement. I only started writing 4 days ago.

Anyway...please VOTE and COMENT! Thanks a bunch!