"What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one that I want around? What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one to hold me down? Girl, you don't know, that I know you should know Cause you don't know, you don't know, you don't know" A Bestfriend love story.

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❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

I almost choke on the piece of chocolate covered strawberry as I saw Alpha Liam from the Crimson Fangs Pack come walking towards me with a smile. I start looking behind me to see if he's really looking at someone else but I notice it's just me standing here. Once he approaches me, he holds out his hand. "May I have this dance?" He asks in a deep husky voice. I stare at him in shock and then quickly snap out of the trance that his gorgeous green eyes has captured my attention. "Y-Yes." I reply softly as I place the strawberry stem down onto the napkin on the table and place my hand into his as he begins escorting me out to the middle of the dance floor. I can feel everyone's eyes staring at us as they're smiling except for my brother's and his pack along with most of the girls' eyes that are shooting daggers at me right now. However, none of them matter. I suddenly am finding myself looking back into his eyes and not being able to blink. I know this might sound cliche and all but really, once we begin dancing to the music together I feel almost as though it's a scene from a movie. My heart is skipping a beat and I'm feeling my knees becoming a little weak. Why, out of every other beautiful girl that's here, why would he choose me? Did my brother set me up and paid him to come and dance with me, just to embarrass me even more? Alpha Liam is dancing with me. He is ruthless and is one of the most feared and yet most respected Alpha's there is and his training is intense as is also trying to get into his pack. I heard it's near impossible to and that not many last. He is someone you don't say 'no' to. Then it finally became clear as for the first time I heard my wolf, Amethyst's voice finally speak to me after three years......."Mate!" © Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved