Author's Note, sorry this is kind of a boring chapter, just needed this to get my story going. Share my book you guys ♡♡
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I woke up to this loud, irritating knocking noise. I reached for the closest thing, my size 12 Nike tennis shoe, and chunked it at the door and it bounced off. The knocking immediately stopped.
God, what time is it? I thought to myself.
I looked around for the digital alarm clock I always rely on to wake me up, and it was nowhere to be seen.
Hm. I wonder who has been in here.
My wolf stirred around, It was your little brother, Bruce, I can smell him. That little rat.
Timothy? I'll get him later. He is only 9 years old. Can't blame him for wanting to be a little trickster like me.
Well, Mr. Trickster, better get a move on. Wolf senses tell me it is 8:05 and classes start at 8:30.
"OH SHIT!"
Did I say that out loud?
Oh well.
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I didn't get to school until 9. Traffic was terrible. I couldn't find my toothbrush or my left shoe, and I put my shirt on inside out.
Could today get any worse?
I trudged into my second period class. AP Literature. Yuck.
And that's when I heard Mr. Terry's nasally voice,
"Mr. Owen is there a reason for being so late?"
Oh fuck me now.
"No sir, just put it on my tab," and I added a wink at the end. Everybody laughed. Except Mr. Terry.
Whoops.
You're right, whoops. You better hope we don't get detention.
Oh fuck off.
That is basically how my day went. Bantering with my wolf, being late, until last period. When I got to sit with Vivian Smith. The pack slut, oh did I mention I am a wolf? Werewolf to be exact. I am harmless. But Vivian is a gorgeous brunette with big green eyes and huge tits. She is kind of like my girl I guess? I only use her for the blowjobs. I would never let my penis inside of her. No telling how many of our wolves she had slept with let alone humans.
Best dick-sucking lips ever.
I sat in class just thinking, totally ignoring the teacher. I couldn't focus at all. There was this feeling in the back of my mind. I don't know what it is.
Soon enough, you will know.
What? What does that even mean?
later that night..
I arrived back at the pack house at around
4. I saw my buddy Hunter standing at the door.
Of course, he left his keys again. Hah.
"Hunter, what's up man?"
He sighed, "I left my keys again."
I chuckled and let us in. We both walked into the kitchen looking for food. Of course, teenage boys need food after a long 7 hours of school. I grabbed an orange and started peeling it and looked at Hunter, "How was your day, bro?"
"Pretty slow. Sarah Anne kept giving me the eyes. I thought she found her mate."
"She made that up man!! Stear clear, Hunter."
As he grabbed a whole bag of Cheetos, he nodded his head and winked.
I shook my head and went to my room to do homework.
More like watch porn.
You know it, buddy.
Just wait till we find our mate, we won't need that.
Man, I dunno if I believe in that stuff. Why hasn't she shown up yet? I am 17. Almost 18.
Time will tell, Bruce.
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Unknown POV
I hate being the new girl. New school. New friends. New place. New house. Good news? We were moving into a very wealthy neighborhood. And I am so excited.
The only thing I am dreading? School.
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