Hunter's POV
"Alpha." My Beta Greg says, simultaneously knocking in the door.
"The new students have arrived?" I question, not bothering to look up from my file.
"Yes, shall I make them come in?" He asks.
I nod and put the file down. Greg walks out of my office and a few seconds later a dozen of teenagers walk in my office, lining up in front of me.
Most of them smell nervous, scared and horny. But one of them smells delicious, like lavender and roses.
I look at them one by one, judging their origins and power.
My gaze falls on the last one, a girl who's head is bowed down, her long brown hair covering her face.
"Look up." I order getting up and walking to her.
She slowly lifts her face up and I'm taken aback. She's absolutely gorgeous.
My mate. Finally.
Her face is round and cute. Her nose looks like its been broken a few times, her lips are almost crimson red and plump but her eyes, her eyes look dead.
I notice her face holds no emotions whatsoever. She's short, skinny but at the same time has some beautiful curves. This girl must be around 17 years of age and her outfit is the simplest of all. Skinny jeans, sneakers and a sweater.
I shake my head and clear my throat, forcing myself to look away from her.
"Welcome to the Supernatural school. Here you will be taught how to use your skills and your abilities without affecting the human world. You will be separated into different groups, depending on your specie. If you are amongst the werewolves I will be one of your teachers personally. Now let's go over the rules." I start walking up and down the line of students.
"First of all you will respect all of your teachers and authority figures. Smoking and drinking is prohibited in the dorms as well as the school. Drugs included. You will not use your powers against the other students or teachers. The only time you can use your powers is when a teacher allows you to. If you use them outside of the school buildings we will know and you will be punished. Also there will be no skipping classes unless you are truly sick. Respect the rules and you should be fine. Disobey them and there will be consequences. I will be from now on your Alpha even though some of you aren't werewolf you shall address me as Alpha. Am I understood?" I question.
All of the students nod vigorously while saying yes except my mate who simply stares at me.
"Greg come show the students around." I order not taking my gaze away from my mate.
Greg pops into my office, the students quickly walking out.
"Not you." I tell my mate.
She doesn't break eye contact as the students walk past her.
"What are you?" I question once we are alone and the door is closed.
"Last time I checked I was a girl but who knows? Shit happens." She replies shrugging.
I raised an eyebrow "I see."
She rolls her eyes "You know? I knew this was an error might as well just pack my bags that I haven't even unpacked and get the fuck out of here."
She finishes speaking and turns around, heading for the door. I block her way in werewolf speed and put my hands on her hips.
"You're my mate, you're not leaving." I state growling and putting my head on the crook of her neck, inhaling her intoxicating smell.
"Wow back off macho!" She exclaims trying to push me off.
I keep my grip on her, trying my hardest to control my strength.
"You're hurting me." She hisses trying to get my hands off her.
"If you stop struggling, I wouldn't need to. I just want to talk to you." I explain my features softening.
She stops struggling and snaps her fingers. My hands are holding on to nothing and she is a few feet away.
I keep my gaze on her "So what are you?"
"I'm a witch and a mermaid." She replies.
"That's impossible." I state.
She shrugs while sitting on my desk.
"My mom is a mermaid and my dad a wizard. Out of the mix they got me. Simple enough." She elaborates.
I walk up to her and I can see she tenses up instantly. I softly caress her face with my hand.
"Well I suppose you must know that us, werewolves, have a soul mate, and you are mine." I tell her calmly.
"And as I know that, I also know I have the power to reject you." She adds sweetly.
I growl "You wouldn't do that."
She pouts "Oh but I would. I don't want men in my life and well, I'm gonna assume you are one even though your possessiveness could indicate you are a girl."
"Don't do this."
Her amused face turns into a blank one and she jumps off the desk.
"No one can make me happy. No one can make me happy like he did." Those are her last words as she storms out of my office.
Who the hell is she talking about?
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Supernatural school
ParanormalMy name is Hunter and I'm the director of the only Supernatural School in the US, well more like creator. I might be a few centuries old, you know, werewolf stuff. This is the original school, there's one in each country but some of the schools s...