The Big Bad Beast (bxb)

Chapter Nine: The Unfound

Welfen P.O.V

Sitting in class, I glance at clock against the wall, watching as it slowly seems to tick and tick and tick. It was as if time wasn't even moving at all at this point, especially with how hard I was staring at the clock. I hated how days seemed to drag on now, almost nothing seemed worth it. This class was the definition of boring and my will to even sit through the class any longer was slowly deteriorating as even the teacher's voice began to slow down to a snail pace. It was as if the teacher himself didn't even know the lesson he was teaching as he was constantly pausing in his lecture to look at the book in his left hand as he wrote on the board with his right. 

The air was chillier than usually which was something to say when a werewolf was complaining about the room temperature. If you glanced at the air and stared long enough you'd be able to see small particles of dust floating through the air. It reminded me of snow falling to the ground but this wasn't snow, it was dust. You could hear the thermostat as it kicked on and off again as if even it couldn't decide if it should be working today or not. Maybe the annoying monotone voice of my teacher was making the thermostat not function correctly anymore. All of the above being possible. 

Glancing around at my peers I could see clearly that many of them were no longer conscious as the lecture pushed forward into the second hour. This class was dragging on and even though we only had twenty-four more minutes, it felt like it would be decades before this class let out. Even worse was that there was one more class after this one, but thankfully it was nowhere near as long as this class. Forty-five minutes was acceptable, two hours and thirty minutes were not. Whoever thought it would be a good idea to put a large group of seniors into one classroom for a very long extended amount of time must have not of had his head screwed on tight enough. The person most certainly had to be an idiot. 

While the lecture went on my mind wandered to other things, specifically my ex. I knew I shouldn't have cut ties with her the way I had, as it feels as if I don't it wrong. When we first started dating, I hadn't been old enough to know my mate, and I actually liked her. When my sixteenth birthday came and went without her appearing to be my mate I had planned to cut it off then so that when I did find my mate I wouldn't worry about hurting someone, but my dad had other plans. He feared I might not have a mate and as the oldest, I needed to have a luna to help run the pack. Dad had, in a way, made me continue to date Grace. I guess I lost respect for her along the way, especially since it wasn't her fault at all. She did start to change the moment we entered Junior year, I think that's when she realized we weren't mates and that she didn't need to be tied down to me, going as far to cheat. Then again, recently it didn't even feel like we were dating. She was hardly around, typically with her 'friends' and I was usually busy with football, a sport I actually semi-liked. I know stereotypical for an alpha male to play football, some cliches can't be stopped. The football one is simply one of them. 

Sighing, I leaned my head against my desk, my thoughts wandering yet again. I had asked my sister, via the pack link, to keep an eye on Red, since his school reeked of vampires and rouges which I would have to talk about my father with. I knew some rouges has asked for permission to live on the lands closer to the school and we mostly accepted all requests, since it was very considerate for them to ask for permission beforehand, and allowing us some historical background that would prove they wouldn't be a threat to the pack or humans who resided in the towns surrounding out pack. We would never bring harm to those we can prevent harm falling upon. I wanted Red safe like any mate would. It doesn't matter that he doesn't know he's my mate yet, I want him to be protected. Sure it would probably come off as suspicious at first but for now, creepy or not didn't matter to me. His safety does, a whole lot more than if he is weirded out by a teenage girl watching him. With his looks, I wouldn't be surprised if other girls watched him as well even though the thought made me want to go insane. I don't want other girls to be looking at Red, I don't want other guys to be looking at Red. 

The bell ringing overhead was what alerted me to remove myself from this class and head on over to the next one, the last one for the day something that pleased me quite a lot. I let out a groan as I walked out of the old man's classroom, getting a stern look from the teacher, as he sighed and walked off to his desk muttering about insignificant children. I'm pretty sure he was talking directly about me in particular. I don't think he's ever really like me. I've never liked him either but I don't think he's ever going to directly yell at me or anything but I think our relationship is to broken to be fixed at this point. Oh, well. Who needs the old bastard. 

The moment I sit down at my desk I sense my sister trying to connect to me via the mind link. I allow her in and her first words left me in confusion and shock. 

'Well, I can't find him . . . '