A Werewolf Cinderella Story (Teacher/Student) (EDITING)

Chapter 5 (Blaze's POV)

I groaned as I heard the annoying sound of my stupid alarm blaring, which is even louder thanks to being a werewolf.  Whose idea was it to invent these stupid things anyway?  I was having a semi-peaceful nap until it disturbed me.  Lately my naps and sleeping have only been semi-peaceful thanks to my very restless wolf. He's been this way ever since we arrived here.  He seems especially anxious about tonight, but he refuses to talk to me so I have no idea as to the reason.  Even though he won't speak, I can still feel his emotions. Joy.  Restlessness.  Excitement.  I couldn't understand his emotions. 

            Finally fed up with the blaring noise, I picked it up and threw it at my wall to shut it up.  I know I could've just hit snooze, but I'm fed up with the stupid thing.  I'm sure I can find another method to wake myself up, or at least I hope I can. 

            I got tired after speaking to my pack earlier, which is why I took a nap.  Well, that and the moving all our crap.  Thank god for our strength, even the girls did their own luggage.  Though we did have a few complaints, but that was only from the younger of the pack. 

             I went ahead and let them all know that I would be gone for a few hours and should be back around midnight or a little later.  Tonight is the night that the school I'm going to be teaching at is going to be having a masquerade ball and the staff thinks I could get a feel of the school and meet some of my students before class tomorrow.  I honestly have no idea as to why I chose a teacher as a job out of everything.  I mean, as a kid I HATED teachers.  It didn't matter what the subject was, I just hated them all.  As an Alpha, I never took well to being told what to do by others.

            Recently though, my wolf and I have been feeling a pull to this city and I decided to just give in to it.  I realized that even I had wanted to ignore it, I couldn't.  I had heard about the mates pull being really strong and I could only hope that this is what it was, that I would finally find her. 

            I'm currently an unmated twenty year old Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack.  I've wanted my mate ever since I shifted, but no luck so far.  Even though being 20 is pretty young for a teacher, werewolf schools don't really care.  They actually prefer younger teachers because young shifters don't take well to older ones.  They like the fact that I'm an Alpha, so the kids will have an inclination to listen to what I say, whether they're in my pack or not.

 I still need to discuss some things with the Beta around here.  I've heard that these werewolves aren't in any pack but they have a blood-born Beta who seems to act as an Alpha in a way.  Even though they've seemed to be fine with no pack, the elder shifters around here seem to want me to change that and add them to my pack.  While I have no problem with that, it's something that needs to be discussed between the Beta and I, just not tonight.

I still have a few hours to kill before the ball and I'm suddenly starving.  I looked around and saw where I put my tux for tonight and lazily got out of my bed, throwing off the blood red silk sheets.  I made sure to avoid stepping on my now smashed alarm clock while I made my way over to my dresser and put on a pair of denim jeans and a loose plain black shirt.  I looked in the mirror hanging just above my dresser and ran my hand through my hair and watched as it fell, slightly going over my sapphire blue eyes. 

The plush black carpet felt nice under my feet as I made my way out of my room and down the flight of stairs only to be greeted by the smell of bacon and chocolate chip pancakes.  Mmm...my favorite breakfast.   I guess my mother noticed that I hadn't had anything for breakfast this morning and was making it up to me now, not that I'm complaining.

When I finally reached the bottom step, I could see my mother at the stove with my father next to her watching her with love and adoration.  I looked over to the island in the center of the kitchen to see the same look my sister and her mate were currently giving each other.  As I watched the pairs doing so, I felt a pang of jealousy in my heart at the fact that I have yet to find my mate to do that with.  Just the thought of it brought a small smile to my face for a moment.