Marrying The Alpha (Under Editing)

Chapter 1

Hey. Here’s the sequel. I just wanted to let you guys know, that I am going to be working on Cole’s story. I am going to try and fit it into my updating schedule as well. So please check out his story, It’s called A Kiss Under The Full Moon. I’m actually going to upload another chapter, tonight hopefully. Anyway enjoys, the sequel!!!!! You guys have earned it!!!!! If you haven’t read I’m the new girl, and I’m the mate of the biggest jerk in school???? What??? Don’t read this! If you have please continue! Give a big thanks to Purfectrain12 for her help on this story, and another thanks to her for editing it!!!!! Check out her stories!!!!!

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Recap:

A few hours later, we had eaten and were now waling hand in hand down the sidewalk, on our way back to Lance’s.

Lance smiled, and then stopped. He turned to me, and pulled me into his arms.

“What?” I asked.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Do you promise?”

“Yes.”

Lance smiled and then pulled away, He took one of my hands in his gently, before lowering himself to one knee. Then he looked up at me with a grin on his face.

“Lance?” I asked, my eyes widening.

“Shh.” Lance told me, still smiling.

“But-”

“This doesn‘t work if you talking, Sarah.”

I swallowed looked at him. 

Was Lance really going to ask me to marry him?

“Okay.” I whispered.

“Sarah Bratcher, will you marry me?”

I looked down at him

Chapter 1

I looked out the window, and smiled as I watched the wolves play fighting in the yard. This was by far one of my favorite things to do. I loved to just sit and watch them wrestle with each other. It wasn’t the fact that it was interesting, It was just the fact that it still put a smile to my lips when I thought about how werewolves were real. You know about those myths and fairy tales they talk about in books? Well, I always thought they were fairy tales too, until I met Lance Stevenson.

I smiled at the memory of seeing him on my first day of school, here. The thought seemed silly now, considering the fact that I was in love with him. That’s right, I’m in love with a werewolf. In fact, not only am I in love with him, I’m engaged  to him. Typical, right? Well It wasn’t as if I was going to say no. I couldn’t. From the moment I met Lance, I too a sudden interest in him, and I just couldn’t stop thinking about why. What was with his attitude? And what I had I done to make him dislike me so much? All of those thoughts had run through my head the day that I had met him. But then I found out that he was a werewolf, and that I was his mate.

I watched as Lance tackled Luke and the memory of our first meeting flew through my head, as if I was there.

"Watch it loser!" A male voice yelled.

"S-sorry!" I managed to say.

"Whatever." The boy said.

I looked up and realized it was the same brown haired blue eyes boy that I had seen on the bus. Except this time he had an odd expression on his face, like he was trying to decipher something. His face softened for a spilt second, but just as fast as it was there, it was gone. He brushed past me knocking me down as he went.