I'm An Alpha Werewolf, And The Guy I Like Killed Me (Literally!)

(4) I'm An Alpha Werewolf, And The Guy I Like Killed Me (Literally!)

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Chapter 4

He sauntered to where I was, and stopped in front of me.

"What are the odds, Ellen that I would imprint on you?"

"Get away from here now."

"Why should I? I love you. I can't stop thinking about you."

"You're rouge," I said. Tears were building in my eyes, and I looked up at the sky to not make them spill over.

"I'm truly sorry, Ellen... I just didn't know. You were the best out of all my girls, and I couldn't find another girl after that slut."

"B-b-but... You told me that you hated m-m-me..."

"I know, and I'm so sorry. I was trying to find you after all these years..."

He pulled me into a hug, and the tears spilled over and ran down my cheeks. The pack watched us as if we were a TV show.

"Jason... I haven't imprinted on you, though..."

"It's ok, baby..."

"Who changed you into a wolf...?

"Alicia..."

"She... Was a wolf...?"

"Yes."

"Why did she turn you into a wolf...?"

"She loved me."

~*~

I tossed and turned in bed. I woke up with a start, and found myself shivering, but sweating at the same time.

*FLASHBACK*

It was the first day of 12th grade. I was excited. I had the best boyfriend, the coolest friends, and I got to be a wolf. But something didn't seem right. My boyfriend seemed to love me only when people were around, my "friends" would talk about me behind my back, and I had to babysit the other wolves that came to this school.

I wasn't in my full wolf form yet, so I couldn't stop aging, yet. So far, my wolf couldn't talk to me, but I could still transform. I was still growing.

It was the end of the day, and I was getting ready to go home, and I needed my books to do homework. I walked to my locker, only to find Amy sucking face with Jason.

I sighed, and a few tears escaped. This wasn't the first time this has happened. I realized how bad this situation was and went outside, and cried my eyes out.

A guy walked up to me. He wasn't very popular, because he was blind in one eye, and he couldn't hear.

He asked me, "Why are you crying?"

"My boyfriend is kissing other girls," I sobbed.

He read my lips and replied, "Then why are you going out with him?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, I think you are a beautiful girl, and you deserve better."

"Thank you so much..." I said and gave him a hug. He looked taken aback and then hugged me back.

"Well, I'm going to go break up. Wait for me here!"

I walked up to my boyfriend still sucking face with that girl and slapped him.