3:00 a.m sharp and my alarm on my phone is going off. I silent it quickly and jump out of bed. I slip my shoes on, grab my suitcase, and climb out my window. I couldn't risk getting caught, because if I do, I may never get this chance again. Car keys in my hand I hurry and open the door trying to make little noise. My car successfully backs out of the driveway and I zoom down my street out of Lamarwoods. Out of the state.
I arrive in Washington at 9a.m. I grab a tiny bite and head 20 minutes south to my dream college in Bloodville. I will never understand why towns are names something stupid.
The campus is beautiful. The college, Bloodville (home of the bloodhounds) is way prettier than I imagined. The lawn is luscious. The colors not to bland. This was now home for the next 4 years and it couldn't have been more perfect. Inside Bloodville was even better. The school had long halls, artistic paintings with so much detail they look like photography. The best thing though was reading the sign that said Registry. I Sprint/run into the office doors. Some blonde dude is in front of me. When he turns to leave he smiles at me. I'm next.
"Name?"
"Quinn Willow Lang"
"Class?"
"Medical, freshman" she chomps her gum loudly as she scans the computer.
"I'm sorry but it says you never accepted."
"What? Where?" I shriek.She turns the computer my way. Right there in the biggest letters ever it says, LETTER NOT SENT BACK! Tears gather in my eyss. "But but how?" My head hangs low, "I know I sent one I'm positive."
"Computers don't lie hunny now move on and come back next year." Her words make me snap. "Listen here hunny I worked my butt off to get here and you are here saying I wasn't accepted. I KNOW I was accepted . Check again, or let me speak to a manager.
She grins, "gladly."
I'm standing there impatiently when one word sends shivers down my spine. "Human" Turning around I come face to face with a chest. My eyes move upward. His face is scruffy, hair a mess, and his voice is gruff. "What's the problem."
And here ladies and gentlemen are my famous fresh first words... "Are you an Alpha?"
He smirks, "Only the most feared" It then clicks. Bloodville. Blood college. I'm standing in front of Rhemington Blood. Oh. My. Word. My mouth hangs open. Luckily the blonde dude from earlier comes to my rescue. "I'm so so sorry Alpha. My girlfriend here is new to town and — but he's interrupted by a roar. "GIRLFRIEND" he grabs me hugging me tightly "MINE. YOU ARE MINE!" Blondy gulps and bows he looks at us and bolts. So much for having a new friend.
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How to Love a Human
WerewolfQuinn Lang was a human in a society full of werewolves. She finally is able to escape the reality of her abusive home by attending college six hours away. But everything falls apart again when she meets her mate, Rhemington Blood, the most feared Al...