Wolf Wars

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First: Werewolves only find their mates when they turn 18 at their exact time of birth. Older mates must wait until their younger mate is 18 before, they can identify them.

Second: Humans and their wolves share one mind. But they still have urges to be with their mate.

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Jake's POV

Tess moaned as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Her saliva mixed with my own in a sloppy kiss that lasted an eternity. She moved her body closer to mine, pushing her boobs into my chest as I concentrated on enjoying her taste. But it was no use.

I slide my hand up her shirt and cupped a boob, squeezing the drooping bag of flesh as if I liked it. She just moaned at the contact and wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding onto me. She deepened the kiss, wrestling her tongue with mine.

I almost winced as it slide against the walls of my mouth. It was like making out with a slug.

My life was saved by the loud ringing of the school bell. Tessa pulled away pouting. "That's so unfair!"

I just shrugged. "We gotta go to class."

Tessa huffed, unlocked the door and pushed herself out of the under-stair closet. She strutted away without a second glance, touching up her lip gloss and fixing her hair as she walked. She left her top three blouse buttons undone, as always, showcasing her cleavage to the world.

I sighed and fixed up my hair as I walked towards the bleachers at the end of the field.

"Yo Jake!" John called out from our table. I walked towards him.

"Sup Johnno!" I called back, greeting him with a bro hug as I sat next to him.

"Ya skip class again for some Tessa time?" He asked, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively. I smirked, and gave him the finger.

"Imma take that as a yes!"

I just laughed.

"Hey mate, isn't it a bit odd that you're still fucking Tessa when your 18th is tomorrow?"

I frowned. "Dude, you know Tessa's my mate, it doesn't really matter that I'm with her a bit early."

"I guess so, but ya don't seem that into her, is all I'm saying."

I frowned again, somewhat confused. "Tessa is the only chick in this joint that's even tolerable, everyone else is just ugly. Look around mate." I motioned towards other groups, the emo smokers at the bottom of the bleachers, the aggressive athletes on the field, the wired nerds walking loops around the outside of the field. "Do ya see any chick worth my time here?"

John looked around confused. "Dude, I'd fuck most chicks here if I got the chance. Especially the aggressive athletes, they fit and flexible. You're just really picky I guess. But hey, if you dump her, you can find another chick at my party tonight."

I just nodded and sighed, an unsettling feeling in my stomach. If any chick but Tessa ended up being my mate, I'd probably puke. I don't really know why, but I just feel disgusted every time I think about fucking any of these mainstream bitches. My only hope is that when Tessa ends up being my mate, I might start liking all her fucking problems. Maybe I'll become attracted to kissing bitches that taste like slugs. I'm honestly freaking out about tomorrow.

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"Alright class, gather around" called the teacher as we assembled on the football field in sport uniform.

"We're gonna be playin football this lesson, and there's a few team members in this class so we're gonna split em up into separate teams ta make it even! Jake and Zac are gonna be leaders for each team, so just split up evenly between you guys! You're old enough to choose teams for yourself! Imma just get my clip board from the staff room, hang ten guys!"

Zac smirked at me as we faced each other, my team scattered about the field while his team lined behind him, intimidating us. "You're goin down Jake!"

I frowned. I knew I was gonna win cause my team had both me and Hailey on it. That chick could kick like crazy. I turned to meet his stare. I fuckin hate this cunt. "What's that ya fag? You wanna go down on me?"

Zac's face was surprised, then turned into a frown. "You'd want that wouldn't you, you cunt!"

My eyes narrowed. I stepped forward, invading his personal space. "What'd you call me?"

He smirked and moved his head to my ear. "Cunt" he whispered.

My body shook with rage. All I could see was red before my hand involuntarily flew to his temple. His head jerked at the force. He turned to look at me, spitting to the side without breaking eye contact. At that he swung an arm and cloaked my jaw. I just tackled him to the ground, we were rolling over each other in attempt win. I fucked up his left arm, he fucked up my left eye.

We both grunted as he headbutted me. I went to punch his jaw but the blood on my fist slipped to hit his nose. Crack!

Apparently that didn't stop him, it just made him angrier. He rolled us over again and sat on my legs. Both fists flying at my face, one after the other. I covered my face with my arms, but he still broke through sometimes. His bloody nose dripping onto my neck.

"AHH!" Shouted the teacher as he sprinted back onto the field. He broke through the barrier of cheering classmates to reach us. "You fucking teenagers!" He yelled, fighting to pull Zac off me.

When we eventually broke apart, our teams held us back from each other. Zac calmed down and started assessing his nose while I admired my misplaced finger. "If you fucking pussy's ever fight this bad again, I'll kick you both off the football team! GOT IT!!"

"Yes sir!" we responded in unison. This wasn't our first fight, it wasn't even our worst, but it was top five. We both knew coach wouldn't pull us from the team. Besides me, Zac and Hailey, the team was a bunch of pathetic dickheads that couldn't play for shit, including Johnno.

"This ain't like those other times boys! Princy says I gotta be harder on you guys! I'm pullin you two from next week's game, and I'm givin you after school detention for a month!"

The class just backed away. No one dared mess with coach when he was angry. A group of bitches watching from the bleachers smirked like crazy while textin. No doubt those sluts will share the word around before the end of the day. Huh. Gossiping hoes.

"Is that understood!"

Neither of us remarked or commented. We both really needed football scholorships. "Yes sir." We replied again.

The kids restraining us let us go and we walked over to each other. Zac giving me a murderous glare and me killing him with my mind. We shook hands and stepped back. Neither of us spoke or made another move, although we were both ready to defend if the other attacked.

"Now go to the nurse! I don't wanna see you guys till after school detention!" He spat.

I just nodded and jogged off the field, Zac following me. Next thing I know I was sprinting, racing him to the nurse's office.

I looked to my side as he ran. "Pussy!" I yelled.

He just looked straight again, as we turned into the nurse's office. "Cunt!" he replied. We didn't say anything after that, just glared at each other.