7

Christian's P.O.V

This was my first day today at the college after the vacations before the new session. I was not new here as I was pursuing the third year of education in the college. With just a blink of an eye I could recognize all the old and new faces. I could feel the heated gazes on me and the lust behind their eyes as well for me. 

Their desire, their need, their strong attraction towards me was clear as day on in their eyes as they took a glimpse at me and tried to hide it. It was hilarious that they thought I would not know what was running through their minds if they averted their eyes and did not look at me. The scent of arousal appeared to be so heavy in the air that I did not even need to see their faces to know they wanted me inside them.

I knew my effect on girls, my impact on their desires and I was not shy to use that desire to my full advantage. I liked to play with them, use them for my sexual pleasure. The only need that I had for them was sexual, and I made sure that they know it. 

Being a werewolf in a human based college was a hard thing for me. But since our city did not have any werewolf based college, this was my only option. Moreover, I was the Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack, a gift that I had received from a long line of werewolf ancestors and Moon Goddess. 

All the werewolves are born naturally attractive. They have the natural beauty, that grace and wild desires that humans can only imagine in their dreams of having. Werewolves also have the kind of sexual aura that attracts humans to them strongly. Apart from that, what differentiated us from the humans was the fact, that we were ten times more strong than them.

We could break a human's bones in pieces and arrange it again in his body to the tiny nerve, we had that kind of power. But that is also the reason that we hid from them. Our strength was greater than them, but in numbers humans were hundred times more than us. The only way to save our powers from their eyes was to hide it from them in the depths of the dark valleys and jungles.

We lived in packs. Each city or town had a different pack run by a different leader that they called an 'Alpha'. The alpha was like the king of that pack who had the responsibility of keeping the pack safe from attacks of humans or other packs. I was given the alpha title as soon as I was born twenty three years ago, but at the age of Eighteen I officially took the place.

The strongest part of a pack was the alpha. But after him, or actually, equal to him is Luna, an Alpha's mate, a real soulmate. Werewolves have destined soulmates that they call their mate. They live with her and spend an eternity together. Their bond is stronger than any relation that ever has born or will be tied. Their bond also strengthens the pack. The closeness and togetherness is what drives a pack for a better future and represents their love.

I never believed in love. And I never believed in having a mate. I could not believe that having a girl as a mate for life was ever going to satisfy me.  Getting tied to someone for the rest of my life looked like a living disaster and waste of life to me. I saw the other pack members, hanging by the every word that their mate said to them, behaving like lovesick puppies the whole fucking day. How could it be possible to behave like that when you have found a mere mate? What is the big thing about having a mate?

I believed in taking what was mine. Even the mere thought of starting to behave like my pack members do with their mate, ready to give their everything to their mate just to see them happy, even die without a second thought was not a question.  

I could not grasp that how could a person change his complete personality after finding his mate. She was going to be just a damn girl, like thousands of others in the whole wide world, what the hell was special about her?

Every girl that I had landed my eyes upon till this day were ready to fall in my bed in an instant. And my purpose was only that, fuck them until I am satisfied and move to the next one. My world revolved around pleasure. And I had the strong belief that my mate was going to be the same as other girls I met every day of my life.

The minute I entered the college, my eyes roamed around the hall to find my next target for the day. Our sexual appetite was also much stronger than of humans. It was impossible for us to even a day without sex. And in the days of our prime like this, well we needed sex all the time of the day. It did not take me much time to find what I was looking for.

My gaze came to rest upon a girl standing with her friends, wearing a mini skirt on her petite body. Her eyes met mine as she turned her head and in the next second I knew she was mine for the day as a smile took over her pink lips. I signaled her to meet me in the boys washroom and walked away. 

Just as I stepped inside the washroom, I felt her behind me. Smirking at my victory, I grabbed her arm and pulled her in a free booth, slamming the door shut behind us. Pinning her against the wall, I grabbed her waist and pulled her body against mine, feeling every inch of her. My lips landed upon hers as I started to kiss her roughly. My mouth moved against hers, taking everything that she had to offer as my hand found its way inside her top, finding her round fullness and squeezing it to my heart's content. 

Her moans vibrated though me, escaping her lips. Anyone could clearly hear what we were doing inside the booth but I did not care. My hand found its way under her skirt to rub her through her panty, which made her cry out louder and grip my cock through the rough cloth of my jeans. 

And that was enough invitation and tease for me to make my next move. Pulling my jeans down my knees I ripped her panty off her thighs and then the next thing I knew, my cock was inside her as I pounded inside her mercilessly.