Chapter 6

"Hey, Keller," a sickeningly sweet and at the same time irritating familiar voice purred, imitating a kitten. 

             More like a dying cat. 

         I rolled my eyes and opened my locker. "Go away, Jenna," I said while getting the stuff I needed for my morning classes. "I'm not in the mood for your games." 

             "I heard your mate denied you." 

             I wasn't surprised that Jenna knew. Hell, the entire pack knew about my rejection. Throughout the weekend they had been giving me pity stares and that oh-you-poor-thing look from the grown-ups, but I made it seem like I was not affected. I was soon to be Alpha and showing weakness is a no-no. 

            With Jenna, however, I wasn't in the mood for her “I told you so” lecture. She would only bask in her gloating, at how right she was at the very beginning, and I had a very strong gut feeling she would stalk me until I gave in to her whims. 

             Too bad, Jenna. Not fucking happening. 

           As I finished digging through my stuff, I shoved them inside my backpack, zipped it closed and shut my locker with a bang. I took deep calming breaths and prepared myself to face her annoying face. 

              Deep calm breaths, Keller. Don't let Jenna ruin your day. That's right, deep calming breaths. 

          Sighing, I turned around and gave her an expression that said 'no more shitting around'. "What do you want?" I asked, hitching the strap of my back pack. "I thought we had come to an understanding that I don't want anything to do with you anymore." 

             She smirked at me and I wanted to smack that off of her bitchy face. "Come on, Keller," she purred and moved closer to me then trailed my chest with her pointer finger. "I told you we are meant to be together." 

            I scoffed. I knew she would say something like that. She was known for being relentless, and knowing I was free game, she wouldn't stop at nothing. 

           I swatted her finger off my chest. "My mate may have denied me, but that doesn't mean that I'm giving up," I said sternly, giving her my best penetrating gaze. 

            She huffed, obviously not pleased with my answer. So, she thought I was just going to give up and come crawling back to her? Boy was she wrong. 

            Why would I swallow what I had already spitted out? 

            "Listen here, Keller, "Jenna seethed. "I get what I want and what I want is you." 

            I knew what she wanted. She wanted what came after being with me. 

            The Luna title. 

           Before I dumped her ass, all she prattled about was how she's the right person for the job. She kept yakking and yakking like a scratched CD and it was beyond annoying. The fact that she was forgetting that we were werewolves - bound with the knowledge of our destined ones - had slipped her mind for some reason. I may be a lot of things, but one thing I would never do is denying something that could be the best thing that could happen to me. I guess Jenna didn't want what was best for her. 

             Yes, she's that delusional. 

          I snorted. "Sorry but --" the next words died out of my mouth as my mate's appetizing scent attacked my nostrils. Each intake was like oxygen to me, and I couldn't get enough. Damn... this should be sold as a perfume. I bet this would be a hit on the market, a true money maker. 

            On instinct, I followed her scent like a moth drawn to a flame. I couldn't really control what  my wolf was demanding me to do, knowing it had to do with our mate. For once, I would gladly let him control half of my being. I was starting to feel bad for the bugger, knowing our mate denied us, and  he was upset I was manhandled in the balls. Okay, I think I deserve the beating, but it had to be my precious jewels to be the receiving end? 

            God, thinking about it still makes me cringe. 

      Her scent grew heavier each step I took. I didn't mind the curses thrown my way as I absentmindedly shoved someone's face with my hands in an attempt to move out of my way. I was too engrossed tracking down my mate, and before you know it, her scent consumed me like no other.  

           I could only see her back, but I was more likely staring at her luscious booty. She had not sensed me, since she was busy talking to some human girl whom I had no knowledge of her name. Hey, I may be popular, but I am not the fucking White Pages. I hang out with a closed knit circle, mainly with werewolves, and socializing with humans was just a waste of time to begin with. I had nothing against humans, I just wanted to be safe without exposing our secret. 

           'Mate,' my stupid wolf growled. 'Mate, me want mate.' 

           Yeah, he was that antsy, and caveman-like. 

            'Want me to give you a wooden club to feel the moment?' I teased my wolf, and I winced as he gave me mental beating. Damn fur ball. 

              Might as well use this moment as an advantage.  

             Smirking, I fell into step with her, and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. I made sure to lean into her ear to give her a toe-curling greeting. 

              Hopefully it got the desired effect, now that I felt her tense beside me. 

           "Hello, beautiful," I whispered as sexily as possible into her ear. "How are you this fine morning?" 

               All I got was a grunt from her, and practically wiggled herself out from my arms.  

               Ouch. 

               "Hey, Keller," the human girl purred my name. At least she had regarded me, unlike my mate. How sad. 

              However, that didn't ruin my determination to be with her. She's my mate, and I want to prove that I am worth it. I was willing to curb my player ways, everything for her, I would do it. If only she would just talk to me, but she had to be so stubborn. If she wanted to be one, then I could be stubborn too. Hell! I could be ten times worse! 

               Again, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, and smiled. "You know, I didn't get to know your name, while you know mine," I told her, gripping her shoulders tight as she tried to pry herself of me. You know, I'm starting to think she hated me that much, judging how she wanted to get away from me. "I bet your name is as beautiful as you." 

                  Wow, I sounded like a cornball right now. 

                She snapped her head to look at me, and visibly gulped at the fierceness of her glare. "My name's none ya," she said, her voice filled with so much acid. 

                 I couldn't figure out if I should be happy, now that she had told me her name, and at the same time find it odd that her name was none ya.  

                   "None ya," I tested it out how it rolled in my tongue. It seems foreign, like alien shit foreign. 

                   She smirked. "Yeah, none ya," she told me. "Like none ya business." 

                   What the...?! 

                   Now she was starting to infuriate me. First she denies me, then she's mocking the crap out of me. Dammit, I have Alpha blood running in my veins, and here I am, being visibly humiliated by own freaking mate! 

                 But again... deep calming breaths, Keller. Patience is a virtue.  

             "Dude, if you don't let go of your arm around her, I will chop you to pieces, and feed your body parts to the hyenas," a masculine voice growled out from behind, halting both me, and my mate in place. 

              Did someone just threaten me? 

              Slowly, I turned around, pushing my mate behind me in the process. I hadn't anticipated that the one threatening me was the guy who had his arm around my mate's shoulder at the parking lot. 

                I had to admit, he was muscular for a human. He could definitely take me on, but I was no ordinary being. That right there, was the difference. 

               "What if I don't?" I challenged back, oozing purposely my Alpha aura at full force. I could see the wolves in the area had almost dropped to the floor due to the power emanating from me. I knew I was being careless with my blunt display of my true nature, but when it had to do on what belonged to me, that was a different story. 

                What's mine stays mine. 

                  "Paige, come here honey," the douche said, extending his hand out in mid air. 

                 So, my mate's name is Paige. And 'honey'? Did he just call my mate 'honey'?! 

                 Honey my ass! 

                 I felt her move behind me, and that was enough for my wolf to come to the surface. Her act of defiance was starting to get old now. Before she could take another step towards Mr. Douchebag, I gripped her wrist tightly, and I was now a goner. 

                I no longer had control over my body. I was pushed back to make me as a spectator now that he was taking the reins. 

                   I feared this moment because having an Alpha wolf meant no shitting around. 

                "You are to stay by my side, mate," I said, my voice coming out guttural and raw. It was my beast speaking, and he didn't like that his mate was denying us again. He wasn't having it.  

                  Being the stubborn mate that she is, she glared at me, and roughly pried her wrist of my grip. "You can' t tell me what to do," she told me with as much frost in her tone. "I am not your property." 

                   I glared back. "You belong to me, and me only," I shot back. 

                   "She belongs to me, asshole," Mr. Douchebag said.  

                  I snorted. "No, she doesn't. Who is she to you anyway?" I asked. 

                   As Paige walked towards him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and said," He's my boyfriend." 

                 The answer to my question was something I hadn't anticipated at all. It astounded me beyond belief. My wolf immediately retreated, wallowing from the hurt of the news. It only took three words, just three words to knock me off mentally, and emotionally. I could take that she denied me, just because of my arrogance, my lascivious ways, but choosing him over me...  

                 I didn't know what to think. 

               Seeming satisfied with my stupefied state, both of them smugly smiled, turned around and walked away. As they walked, the douche craned his neck and said something that infuriated me, and at the same time, had me confused. 

                "Your loss is my gain." 

               Okay, what was that?