I've seen bigger

"Same old same old," Damon Cortez thought as he ran his hands through his raven-colored hair, watching his friends greet the others returning for the school year.

At 19, Damon already felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His Dad wasn't getting any younger. As Alpha to the strongest pack in America, it was expected that Damon would soon take over his father's duty, leaving his Mum, the current Luna, and his Dad free to enjoy their twilight years.

Watching his beta Knox and Gamma Judah performing their duties effortlessly, Damon found himself wishing that he could just run free for a while, enjoy life like his friends could before being weighed down with pack politics.

The only time his life was his own was in the dark hours, where he could throw caution to the wind and run wild, but even they were beginning to dwindle, his fiance Dalia insisting he spends most nights with her these days.

Damon felt trapped. Dalia wasn't his fated mate. The pack's council had chosen her to become the next Luna, her breeding lines were pure and of a high standard, and Dahlia was trained from an early age to be a good luna, but she was a vapid b*tch, and behaved like a mutt on heat whenever she was around him.

And although she was gorgeous, nothing about her excited him.

"Holy sh*t!"

Damon looked up at the sound of his friend's swearing and watched in admiration as a grunty red sports car roared past them, drifting into the school's car park. Damn, that car was sexy as hell and obviously had an experienced driver at the wheel. His heart started beating faster as he realized this must be the new human student he was supposed to show around, the vet's daughter Lisa Montgomery.

There weren't many human students at Moon Valley, high school. It lay in the heart of the pack's territory, and very few people moved into their town, usually preferring the bigger towns closer to Washington.

Occasionally though, they had a few humans applying for jobs, usually running from trouble, wanting to hide out in their community. They would move on after a few months, though.

The Montgomery family was different. The council had told him that David Montgomery was a well-respected veterinarian, with several successful practices across the States. Lacey Montgomery was a world-renowned artist and sculptor, big money and good people, apparently.

Their daughter Lisa was the sole reason for their move; her file explained that she was adopted from a baby, birth parents unknown, serious anger issues and problems with authority, but surprisingly a straight-A student and by all accounts according to her previous school records, she was a promising athlete and a talented singer.

Damon guessed that this was the reason that had swayed the council into allowing her application to be approved. This was her fifth school in a year.

When she hopped out of her car, though, Damon's world was turned upside down.

Legs that went on for days had been poured into a pair of low cut hipster jeans, a white top that was barely there, hung off tanned shoulders and clung to a voluptuous chest, leaving a toned midriff bare, and her bikers jacket gave Lisa an air of bad girl vibe, that was a total turn-on.

"F*ck me sideways!" Judah groaned, dropping down beside him, "That is a fine piece of ass right there..."

Before he knew what he was doing, Damon felt a growl ripped from his throat, and his hands were squeezing down on his best friend's windpipe, "MINE!" He bellowed in animalistic rage, his alpha blood on full display as his wolf Rage glared menacingly down at his Gamma.

"Woah, Woah, calm down, Damon!" Knox exclaimed, barging into Damon, who released Judah straight away; sometimes, being the next beta in training was a hazardous job, but this was the first time he had seen Damon lose control so quickly.

"MINE." Damon's wolf asserted again before slowly relinquishing control back to his human skin.

"Congratulations, Alpha," Judah grumbled, rubbing his neck, eyes to the ground, neck bared in submission to his friend, and Damon instantly felt guilty.

"Sorry, man, I don't really know what just happened...."

The scent of dragonfruit and honeysuckle had Damon lifting his nose, sniffing deeply at the intoxicating smell. As he looked to locate the cause of the addictive scent, his emerald green eyes met the glare of the woman who had unknowingly just rocked his world.

Lisa tapped her foot impatiently as the tall male looked at her, surrounded by his harem of gorgeous people, it was obvious that this guy was the school's prom king, hell everyone seemed to bow down to him, and that instantly got on her nerves. Unfortunately, his sheer mass was blocking the school entrance, and she was in no mood to be polite.

"Move your butt, Mr plastic fantastic, I have classes to find, and I hate being late."

A muffled laugh broke the dead silence, and she found the cause of said laughter with his hands clapped over his mouth, blue eyes dancing as he desperately fought the urge to give in and laugh at the expense of his friend.

Unfortunately, all it took was Lisa raising one perfectly plucked eyebrow for him to lose it completely.

"HAHAHA! SHE CALLED YOU PLASTIC FANTASTIC, DAMON, YOUR MATE...PLASTIC FANTASTIC!!!"

Mate, what!?!

"Listen here, Goofy, I am not mates with Mr. Plastic, hell I don't even know him, and while I'm flattered that my mere voice causes you to go into hysterics, I need to find my classes, so if you would just move your hero-worshipping harem along I would like to get inside, capisce?"

Finally, Damon recovered his voice, and the blatant disrespect this human showed his pack could not go unchallenged. The alpha in him wouldn't allow it.

"Excuse me, Miss high and mighty, a little respect would go a long way. Principal Turner asked us to wait outside, to show you around, not to open ourselves up to ridicule, get over yourself."

Granted, his voice wasn't quite as authoritative as it should be, but, hot damn, he was finding it hard to concentrate with her so near him.

Raunchy images of him pressing her naked body up against the wall, pinning her there while he tasted her essence bombarded his mind, and he felt his c*ck strain against his jeans at the thought of her legs wrapped around him as he ate her out...

Unfortunately, Lisa took his momentary lapse in concentration as a sign she could step past him. The moment she brushed against him, tingles exploded, and before Damon could register what had happened, a damp patch spread from his groin through his jeans, like a pubescent fourteen year old he had just cum in his pants!

Lisa slowly looked down, and it dawned on her that Damon had had an unfortunate accident.

She stood on tiptoe, close to his ear, noting that his skin was a bright shade of red, and he had started to sweat " Looks like you're a bit hot under the collar there cowboy, might wanna clean yourself up before class."

Biting her lip to cover her grin, Lisa walked past him and in through the doors, pausing to aim her parting shot.

"Oh, and don't worry about showing me around hot stuff, this ain't my first rodeo, and the school's a little on the small side, like a few other things I've come across lately..."