beautiful Mistake

chapter 6

Stupid Lying Fantasy,” I scoffed, pulling into the high schools parking lot. were already filling up the small parking area, and I managed to snatch a decent spot that wasn’t too far away from the door that was closet to my first hour. Slipping out of the car with a small smile on my face, I walked towards first hour, my hopes high with the fact that I had worked myself out of actually thinking that the dream had been true.

“I’m sorry about yesterday…” Mr. Dubose drawled, slightly more animate then yesterday, but at least the students were practically buzzing in their seats, as if the excitement of knowing this years assignments was too much.

There was chattering behind me, and I glanced quickly my eyes skimming over the student body that filled up the Wood’s Room. I sighed a sigh of relief when I realized I hadn’t caught on a certain pair of reflective silver eyes, that certainly would’ve ruined my resolve to ignore any glimpse of the dream last night.

A flash of white appeared before my eyes, and flustered I took the stack of papers from the guy sitting next to me, picking a packet apart from the rest and passing it on to the person on my other side. The title boldly stated Wood’s Class, as if no one knew which class we were actually in.

I looked over the list, and soon got caught up on the excitement that had passed over the room; the projects we were making were not easy in the least. A dresser would be taking up most of this marking period and I read through the schedule, pleased that we would be starting it next week at the latest. Too bad I wouldn’t be able to take a piece of furniture like that up to a college dorm; I guess I could leave it to my father.

I mused on; practically ignoring the whole overview Mr. Dubose was giving the class on this year’s projects. The bell came on all too soon for me, and I collected my backpack, which was steadily filling with textbooks from various classes, and papers that were collected in them. We filed out of the room, everyone eager to get to lunch,  i stuffed the book bag into the locker of mine with all my might, struggling to close the door with both my hands pressed tightly against the metal, and my feet slowly sliding down the linoleum floor. In a flash another hand appeared and the locker clicked as they gave little effort to close th stupid contraption.

I whirled around to see my helper, but locked on the steely eyes I "oh god, you are real,” I murmured, reality crashing down on me, it was rather depressing.

Tristan smirked, “Hello to you too,” his voice was quiet, much more under control than I had remembered it being yesterday, as he had been yelling at the blonde man, Alpha Rayne, he had called him. “Can’t I just forget…and perhaps go on with my life as I knew it?” I asked, my fingers twisting together in a hope of luck behind my back.

Nope.” He stated simply and indicated with a nod of his head towards the lunch room. With a defeated sigh I followed, seeing no choice as is I was hungry from having to skip a breakfast this morning. “We need to talk,” he said as we walked into the lunchroom, the noise seemed to be dulled in the crowded lunch room today, and giving a glance outside I noticed that it was raining. So glad I drove here. “About?” I inquired walking towards the.               h line, not really caring if he followed or not, mostly hoping he didn’t. But he did, and but didn’t say anything as we both silently went through the lunch line, that was moving slower than normal. I could feel his presence behind me, sensing the fact that he was taller than me, his body radiated heat and I felt like snuggling up closer to him in the cold of the cafeteria. The thought had me taking a step further down the line, away from him, my cheeks blushing furiously as I snatched up a plate of whatever they were serving not bothering to check.

You know,” he murmured, it seemed almost as if a question and a fact inthe underlying message was a rock in the pit of my stomach. We settled ourselves in the table of the farthest corner, it was close to the window as the rain pelted the sidewalk outside, making everything turn a darker color than before.

No one sat around this corner, preferring to stay closer to the other side, looking out at the passing cars and such; we were only greeted by the woods that seemed to become an increasingly disturbinge in my thoughts. He was staring at me, his tray as untouched as mine was at the moment, but left my gaze on the fork, acting as if it had a sudden draw towards me.

He sighed heavily, before running a hand through his midnight black hair, making it stand up on end further before slowly settling back down into its gentle curls, “I really don’t know where to start,” he chuckled nervously. I smirked, still not looking up fully, toying with the napkin now. I had not expected myself to speak,

“Perhaps with the basics,” I murmured, finally looking up at him, only to find him looking out at the woods, distorted by the rain on the window panes. “The basics,” he said slowly.

“Well, first thing is one that you know…well at least I hope you do, because I’ve risked a lot of neck by thinking you do. We are werewolves.” “Yeah…I kind of missed that part in our meeting,” I said sarcastically, finally taking one of the bread things that. d rolled up pancakes filled with cheese and dunking it in a cup of marinara sauce.

“I’m sure you did…” he scoffed with a roll of his eyes, “I’m a Beta, if you know what that is?” he asked, for some reason my anger flared.

“Of course I know what a freaking Beta is. I am not stupid and I’ve read plenty of books, I also know what an Alpha and Omega are too,” I snapped, taking a furious bite of the cheese stick, finding it surprisingly good for something looked like it was soaked in a vat of grease.

He didn’t yell back, or even look angered instead he smirked, and continued, “Anyhow, the other man you met, Rayne, he was the Alpha of our pack, Moon Creek.” I stayed silent, wondering for a brief moment where these names came from for these packs, they seemed to be snatched out of thin air.

“This…you finding out about mere existence of our pack, is a very dangerous territory you are stepping into,” his voice turned deadly serious, his eyes solidifying as if turning to steel

“One mishap and our whole pack—our whole family could be put in danger. So I wouldn’t let your big mouth and know-it-all syndrome of yours get in the way of protecting what is ours, because I have no doubt in mind that Rayne will not act upon the threat he intended to you,”

I stared emptily at him, was he serious? I mean I was just know starting to getreally have a whole pack’s worth of people who were hiding out in the wood’s for their whole lives in fear of being found out by people like me? I remembered, the image coming in clearly of all the cabin-like houses that had stood in an arc of the clearing. People had lived there. His words sank in, and I nodded mutely.

“I won’t tell a soul,” I said, my voice sounding truthful as I meant totally and utterly what i said.

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