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Werewolf

Dexter is next in line to become alpha of his pack after his father, but can't until he finds a mate. Until Veronique comes along and turns his world upside down. He will do anything to get and her and keep her and he just might have to.

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Part 4 - In Class

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                                              *Veronique's POV*
                               We entered class and I didn't know how I would control myself the
                          whole forty-five minutes of class. It was hard enough to walk to class

                          with him without pushing him against the lockers and having my way
                          with him. Oh god, and his accent. It's so beautifully deep and
                          southern and so unlike everyone else's. It makes me melt. Just
                          thinking makes me go 'Hmmmmmmmmmmm yummy!' And then I heard it again
                          and I thought I had gone mad... until he talked again.
                               "Is the seat taken? 'Cause I don't know anyone else, but you," Dexter
                          said sweetly. I had to think about whether my best friend, Alyssiva
                          (pronounced Alice-siva {A/N: I completely made that up.}), comes to my
                          first period class or not. Then I remembered she doesn't and I nearly
                          jumped out of my seat in excitement and happiness.
                               "No it isn't actually. Your welcome to park yourself there for the
                          next forty-five minutes," I said smiling at him.
                               "Why, thank you," he laughed.
                               "Ok class, pass your assignments to the front while I introduce Mr.
                          Dexter Cunningham," Mr. Stevens said while beckoning Dexter to the front
                          of the room, "This is Dexter and he is from Virginia. Dexter, why don't you tell us something about yourself."
                               I could already see the female population salivating over him and it made me want to burn them all alive. I could already feel my eyes starting to change and my wings aching to break free from my back. Oh, I forgot to mention that I'm a faerie. Oops!
                          *Dexter's POV*
                               As I turned to face the class I came eye to eye with Roni, but they weren't her eyes. Her eyes were now a swirling pink and gold, instead of her natural liquid silver ones. Those looked like faerie eyes. Oh SHIT! They are! How could I have not smelled her?! What.The.Fuck.
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                          A/N: Oh shnap, a twist! LOL I just felt it would make the story more interesting and not too cliche-ish. Don't hate me for it. Love you for reading. VOTE, COMMENT, FAN (if haven't already)! Oh and I thought the pic would be funny! lol