The last school bell rings and everyone just spills into the halls. I stay seated, knowing very well it'll take longer to try and squeeze through everyone rather than sitting 1 minute longer.
The teacher ignores me and packs up slowly and disappears into the crowd.
I stand up and walk to the window, looking out onto the football field. Seeing some guys joking around. A guy stops and spots me. Waving at me. I wave back, because being friendly never hurt anyone.
The halls sound quieter now so I grab my bag and head to my locker, where Lyla is flirting with Luke.
Lyla would be the typical "it girl", but she is incredibly nice and sweet to everyone but me of course. Lyla is obsessed with finding out who Alpha Alex is and surprise surprise only Luke and my pack knows.
"Oh come on Luke, how can you keep a secret for 6 years? It must be so hard not to tell anyone. You can tell me and feel a bit lighter", she drags on questioning him.
Realising I have everything in my bag and that I don't need anything from my locker, I enjoy the sight of Luke suffering for a few moments before turning on my heel to walk out.
Not soon after I hear Lyla crying that Luke caused her to break a nail. He pushed her away, like he does almost every single day.
"Oh Lukey bear, let me rub myself all over you, so you can tell me who Alpha Alex is" I make kissy noises to annoy him even more.
Luke pushes me against the lockers and grumbles something and stalks away. Leaving me to trail behind him.
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We arrive at the pack house, greeted with the sweet smell of freshly baked bread and coffee. Before I can savour the smell, a hot cup of coffee is pushed into my hands. Martha rolls her eyes and says "Your're welcome!" before walking to the kitchen to contain her triplets excitement.
Remember Martha, who I use to threaten Luke with. Yeah, she is Kevin's wife and has triplets and 2 older children and expecting another little bundle. She and Kevin is not afraid to breed. AT ALL!
Following Martha to the kitchen, I pick up one of the triplets, cooing at him and making faces. I feel a glare piercing through my scull. Somehow, whenever I give the triplets attention, they get a bit hyper. I giggle as the baby falls mouth open on my nose, drool dripping down from my face.
"ALEXIS!"
Martha grabs her baby from me and throws a wipe at my face, I nod her a thanks and grab my coffee and cleaning my face as I follow the yelling of my name.
"Alpha Walen is here. He brought his sons along. So be nice and respectful. Also, pay attention this time."
I always get scolded by The Guard. Though they taught me most things, they struggled to teach me how to be interested in attending meetings and gatherings and what not. Not my fault the things are boring, but luckily I have Luke to handle that torture.
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WerewolfCynefin _Welsh_ (n) a place where a person or animal feels it oughts to live an belong; it is where nature around you feels right and welcoming I became alpha at a young age, but with no dramatic life story and no big spectacle, or so I think. ^_^ C...