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Jackson Hale is a mythical werewolf that rules the school as the future Alpha. But when the current Alpha decides that the supernatural and the humans need to learn to coexist, Jackson is pushed into secrecy, along with the others, at a...
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* 01
JACKSON HALE
I walked through the crowded halls of my high school, students parting to catch my watchful eye. I walked through with such confidence that would make the bravest bow down at my feet. The girls of the school carefully stole glances at me as they were gossiping to their friends. At the end of the part stood my lifetime partners, Victoria and Keith. Both of them talk amongst each other, not caring to watch this usual scene unfold.
"Keith." I nodded to him and he nodded in return before going back to scrolling through Instagram. "Hey, Tori." I greeted her with a tight hug and smiled.
Victoria and I are close friends, our parents had always thought that we'd be soulmates but I had turned sixteen over a year ago, and still no mate. It didn't bother me much, I had a free realm of dating whoever I wanted. Tori, on the other hand, had found her mate on her birthday. Kate, another girl werewolf in our pack, had been excited to find out that Tori and she were mates. But Tori freaked out and said she needed time to think about it. About how she was going to tell her parents and most importantly, her pack.
"What do you think the meeting is about?" Tori asked me, referring to the pack meeting my father had called for the high school students and their parents. Our pack is a small pack so our school is the only school with the supernatural. There are vampires and sirens and others but we are usually all stuck in our own groups with our own cliques. We never crossed paths unless there was a fight. Which happens rarely.
"He hadn't talked to me about it," I told her. She furrowed her dark eyebrows and frowned.
"That's weird." She mumbled. Her dark hair slicked back into a low ponytail that flowed over her tanned shoulders and ended right before her denim jeans.
"What's weird?" Cayden asked looking up and down at Tori, admiring how good she looked. This was a daily occurrence that Tori seemed to get used to and occasionally returned the favor.
"The pack meeting," Tori answered him annoyed. She bit her full bottom lip to hold back any unnecessary comments.
"Oh- I heard rumors that it was about the humans." He gossiped.
"What about them?" I asked curiously. There was this unspoken rule with every type of supernatural, that humans are off limits. Most of the vampires had never even had fresh human blood, hell most of us have never been in contact with one (including me).
We had moved our own way, a while back in history, and humans developed a separate culture from ours. They decided to keep us at a distance and over time forgot about what we were. We were lost in history.
You would think that the immortals, such as vampires, would remember those days but back then they attacked many humans causing a riot. The humans hunted and killed a lot of vampires, those humans were called Vampire Hunters. So now there's a low chance that you would come across a vampire older than those days.
