Chapter 3

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" What do you want Alpha." I questioned as i get my things out of my locker.

"That's no way to speak to your Alpha"

" I was just wondering if you needed anything, I don't want to be late for class."

" OK.. Fine, I'll just get to it. " I Alpha Maxwell, Leader of the Midnight pack reject you, Sarah Jackobs, as a mate."

" That cool bro, Anything else" I said as I heard his rejection. The look on his face was priceless. It was filled with hurt and confusion. Like why would anybody be OK with me rejecting them .

" Y- You need to... finish the rejection."  He stutters as he tries to get his thought out.

" Fine... I, Sarah Jackobs, Warrior of the midnight pack accept the rejection by you, Alpha Maxwell, as a mate."

" Great... now never talk to be again." He says all confident like he owns the world.

" Good luck with that" I wisher as I start to walk away.

"What did you just say to me!" His eyes started to turn pitch black

" I said, good luck with that."

" And why would that be." He questions as he looks me into the eye. If looks could kill, I would be die.

" Well, first of all, we are in the same pack. Also I have a list. We go to the same school, we live in the same house, I mean the alpha floor is just above mine, Oh and a while back, my dad said when I turn 16, I get to be the leader of the warriors."

" No you don't, I get to decide if get to become one or not. I'm the alpha."

"Well mister alpha, You don't get to decide. It is pasted down through the family, just like the alpha is, you can go ask anybody."

When I finish saying that, he pins me against the locker trying to hurt me... HA.

" You know, you really shouldn't mess with the warriors daughter."

" Why... It's not like you train with the others, I bet you have never trained in you life."

" Well ovisly you don't know me very well. Oh and use some common sense. I'm the top warrior's daughter. Of course I haven't been training with everyone else, I get privately trained."

And right when I finish that sentence, I grab his wrist. make it so he is now pinned against the locker, face against the locker.

" Also, I don't like being told what to do" I said strongly as I let him go and walk to my first class.

" What a morning" I say as I enter math.

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