He Is Mine

Him

After feeding her face full of cookies, we finally left the apartment.

Both dressed in our new uniform consisting of blue and white colours, we slowly made our way towards the school. It wasn't that far of a walk from our home, so we weren't stretched for time.

We were both quiet the whole way there, both deep into our thoughts about everything that could go wrong on the first day.

We could be called rogues.

That's a given. We've never not been called rogues.

Be outcasted, shamed, picked on and threatened.

We're ready for it. Just like we always are.

We would have to leave again.

I sigh at that last one. I don't know if the Goddess can hear me but I'm praying that the last one isn't true. I finally got Zia to laugh and smile again today. It's been months since I've seen her spark for life come back.

As we reach the school there are not too many people hanging around outside. Given we are nearly 40 minutes early, but we figured we could lessen our imagine if we were on time. Now there was only one thing left to do.

"Zi, wait up," I call out to her as she walked past me, heading towards the front doors of the school.

"What's up?" She stops and looks at me curiously.

"Remember what I said about masking our scents?"

"Yes. That the first day we will mask our scent fully and then slowly release it little by little every day." She replies back confidently.

"Look I know it seems extreme but how those people treated us the other day I...-They weren't so friendly the other day and I just think it's safer for us to let them get used to us first. Before we let our scents out fully." I say sadly. Just once I wish we could be treated like actual beings instead of of...not.

"I get it. Although we don't smell like normal rogues, we still smell like them. Just not as foul."

"I love you, Zi," I say.

"We'll be alright here. My wolf feels it as well."

"I love you too, Al. To be honest, my wolf has been so energetic this morning. She's overwhelmingly excited." She says almost embarrassed.

I can't help but chuckle. If I didn't then I would have cried. I could see a peek of my old sister back. The one that loved life. The one that laughed and smiled every day.

"See! Everything will work out, you'll see." I only wish that was true.

Because the second we walked through those doors the laughter had started. The snickering and the insults had pierced their way to our ears. The tall, bottled blonde, fake-tanned looking snobby bitch was the first to comment. I could feel her words were hurting Zia and although I would never show it or let Zia feel it, I was disappointed.

Disappointed that this school was no different.

"Ignore them." I say and grip Zia's hand in mine.

Just as she goes to take a breath, we both freeze.

"Do you smell that?" She asks. And I do. I really really do.

ZIA: It smells so good! Like smoke from a fire, mixed with fresh grass clippings and a hint of vanilla! Zia says mindlinking me excitedly.

ALEK: You're crazy! I smell strawberries, and vanilla and chocolate! No wait, not vanilla...something else. Nougat! Fuck, it's like I can taste it!