Coltons P.O.V
She pushed me out of the way and then ran down the corridor, I would of chased after her, apologised a thousand times more. But by the looks of it I'm not sure that she will ever forgive me. To know that my mate hated me made my body ache.
I felt so sick that I couldn't move. Sick of the way that I treated her, my mate. My wolf was going crazy inside of me yelling at me, telling me how much of an idiot I am.
I stood there frozen watching her retreating figure thinking of what to do next.
As soon as I woke up today I could tell that something was going to happen.
***Hours earlier***
I got out of the shower shaking the water out of my wet hair, I took in a deep breath. Something felt right about today I just don't know what yet. I threw on some clothes not caring about what I wore. I was running late anyway, no surprise there.
I grabbed my phone and keys off the side and left my house.
I arrived at school on time but had to wait for my girlfriend, I just blame my lateness on her nowadays. She pulled up right next to me in her convertible and I opened the door for her.
Be a gentleman now, get rewarded later.
"hey handsome"
She slid out of her car and pushed her bag into my hands. Sometimes Libby annoyed me to insanity but she was popular and so was I, we go together.
We were outside of homeroom when Libby decided she forgot to put on her perfume. She took her bag from me and rummaged around in there.
"wow that smells really nice"
That perfume was new, and boy did it smell good.
"I haven't even put any on yet"
She looked at me like I was mental. What was that smell coming from? Or who.. I looked around and there was no one there. That's weird...
I was just standing there while she did her business with her perfume, she always liked us to enter homeroom together so I couldn't just go in there by myself, sometimes I don't understand women.
The homeroom supervisor was just about to open the door when Libby pounced on me and started to devour my lips. I was taken back but then after a while just went with it, she's not my mate but she's my girlfriend after all.
As the door to the homeroom opened I caught the scent again. It smelt fruity, like oranges. I was trying to ignore it but then I heard the faintest whisper that sent shivers down my spine. I turned my head and there she was, my mate.
"Shit"
As cheesy as it sounds her voice was angelic, even when she was swearing.
She was sitting in her desk, her red hair cascading down her back, her bright green eyes locked with mine. My body went stiff.
My wolf wanted to jump out and claim her as his. I clenched my fists trying to stop myself. But it was like my legs had a mind of their own and before I knew it I was in front of her desk.
She didn't look up at me when I was standing at her desk so I cleared my throat, hoping she would look up and I would get to see those beautiful eyes again. She wasn't moving so I cleared my throat again.
She didn't pay any attention to me and started getting her things out of her bag and placing then on her desk.
Stubborn mate, she amused me. Well I wouldn't give up, I can be stubborn too.
I pushed all of her things off with my arm. I saw her little fists clench. I don't know why I did this but desperate times call for desperate measures and there's no way she'd ignore this. I clicked in her face.
I wanted to punch myself, it was so rude. But it did get her attention! She looked up at me and I was dazed. But I composed my self and asked her to step outside.
"I'm fine here"
I would of laughed but I wanted to look intimidating, I was the male in this relationship. She has to listen to me.
"trust me, you won't want everyone to hear what I'm going to say"
"fine"
She started to slowly pack her things, I didn't have that much patience. When she was done i ushered her out the room.
When the door was closed I grabbed her wrist and pulled her down the hallway ignoring the electricity of our touch. I didn't grip it too hard, I didn't want to hurt her. I pulled her until we were out of sight.
I couldn't help my self. She was trying to say something to me but her full red lips were so.. inviting.
I practically lunged myself at her and kissed her with all I had.
Wow.
If I thought kissing Libby was good, this was mind blowing. The way her lips felt against mine was amazing. I could feel her struggling and it made me laugh. Even if she tried she wouldn't be able to get away from me. I've got alpha blood running through me. I'm the next in line to take over the pack and she will be my Luna.
I had to break the sweet kiss for air. Then she started going crazy on me, saying stuff that I didn't understand.
"what? What did I do?"
I was so confused.
"what did you do? Don't you remember last year?"
Then everything came rushing back to me. The things I said. The rumours I spread. God I'm such an idiot.
"Kim.. I'm so sorry, I was young and stupid. Forgive me I'm your mate"
That was a pathetic excuse of an apology.
She had every right to hate me. But seeing her run from me was like a kick to the balls.
If I knew she was my mate I would have never done those horrible things. If I was a good person I would have done those things anyway.
What if she rejects me? What if she says those words?
I don't think I would survive. If it feels worse than this then I'm sure that I will die.
I deserve it though.
When Kim's figure was out of sight I finally got feeling back in my legs.
I ran after her, down the stairs, through the halls. When I got into the parking lot I could see her near the edge of it. I ran as fast as I could and as soon as I was an inch away from stopping her I heard Libby calling her name.
Shit.
I turned around and Libby was standing there with her hands on her hips looking at me with a confused expression.
I turned back to Kim and she was gone. Now I'm going to have to face the music big time.
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Who needs friends? Not me.
WerewolfKim smith is one of the most unpopular wolves in her pack. She just gets by in life with keeping her head down and minding her own business. But that all changes when she finds out her mate is someone she never wanted him to be. Someone that bullied...