❝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

"Who are you ?" His voice demanded his tiny fists clenched slightly. Stunned I began to stutter "I-I'm Payne t-he new g-girl" Scared of the boy in front of my I closed my eyes. Dread started to fill my body. Is he a bully ? My body began to shake in fear as thoughts of me being bullied filled A small hand touched my shoulder immediately sparks erupted throughout my body. A small squeak left my mouth as I quickly moved my shoulder away from the source that caused the sparks. Slowly looking up I saw that the boy was looking at me in awe ? He gently held my shaking hands into his and smiled at me. "I'm Leo do you want to be friends ?" A smile slowly took over my face. "Yes" ---- This book will have a lot of swearing and some adult themes. Everything in this book is not really or based on anything in reality life, I just dreamt about it one day 🤷🏽‍♀️

"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious. Alpha Landyn Westman was always serious. LeeAna Harrison was 17 when she first met her mate, Landyn Westman. He was 18 and the star of the school considering he was the next alpha. Landyn has been waiting for his mate since he was a kid. She couldn't avoid him forever, and he will never let her go. WARNING: This is not a cliché werewolf story. The first ten chapters are dark. Prepare to feel mixed emotions. You have been warned. ** IF YOU ARE NOT MATURE OR A CHILD THEN DONT READ THIS STORY** Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf